Chapter 328: An Invitation.

Chapter 328: 328: An Invitation.

Sun had made his way to the front, standing alongside Ally and Ayra. As they stood there, the eyes of the White Rabbit warriors fell on him.

At first, they gasped in surprise. Then, some of them began whispering among themselves.

"That’s the prince..."

"Yes... He’s the one."

"He’s actually here, just as we were told!"

As they spoke, Ayra and Ally turned to look at Sun. They had heard what the warriors were saying, too. Apparently, Sun was the prince of the White Rabbit Tribe!

While the warriors continued whispering among themselves, Lord Zark fixed his gaze on them and demanded, "And to what do we owe this visit?"

"We’re just here for our prince. Hand him over to us, and we’ll leave. It’s as simple as that," someone answered from behind before stepping forward.

Everyone turned toward the speaker, curious to see who was talking. Soon, an old man stepped into view.

He wore a white robe and had long white hair, with a pair of rabbit ears on his head and a white rabbit tail behind him. He walked to the front of his soldiers, his eyes moving from Sun to Lord Zark.

"We’re here for our little one," the old man announced.

"Grandpa..." Sun muttered, staring at him in surprise.

For a moment, no one said anything. They looked at Sun, then back at the old man, trying to make sense of the situation.

"Grandpa, what are you doing here?" Sun asked. "And why did you bring all these men with you? It’s not necessary at all. Send them away now!"

The old man stared at Sun. "Do you know how worried we’ve been about you, silly child?"

"We’ve spent days searching for you. We were afraid something bad might have happened to you, and we can’t afford to let that happen. Luckily, we found you here!" he explained.

Sun frowned. "But I’m fine. I’m doing well here, and they’re taking good care of me. So, please, leave with your men."

The White Rabbit warriors stared at the beastmen surrounding Sun, surprised by how well he looked. He appeared healthier and in good condition, nothing like someone who had been captured or mistreated.

When they had gotten a clue that he might be in the Netherwild Tribe, everyone had been frantic with worry. Knowing how malicious the Netherwild Tribe was rumored to be, they had feared their prince was already dead! That was why they had rushed here with an army, prepared to fight without hesitation.

Even if they were defeated, they had been ready to fight to the very end to get their prince back.

But to their surprise, they had arrived only to find him standing happily and comfortably among the very beastmen they had feared. And he was even claiming that they had been taking good care of him?

For a while, they were completely speechless.

"Enough of this nonsense. Come over here, little one. We’re leaving right now. You can’t stay here," the old man insisted firmly.

But Sun shook his head. "No. I don’t want to leave yet. You can go back without me. I’ll return when I’m ready. I want to stay here for a while longer," he insisted.

The old man and the other White Rabbit warriors stared at him in disbelief.

"You silly child, what are you talking about? We’re here to take you home, so come on. Let’s get going!" the old man urged.

But Sun remained firm. "No. You can leave without me. I’ll stay here a little longer."

The old man sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Oh, this silly child... You’re only giving us more stress!"

Ayra observed the scene before turning to the old man. "Instead of taking the child and leaving immediately, why don’t you stay here with us for the night?"

She added with a smile, "We have plenty of delicacies to keep you entertained."

Ayra had a reason for making the suggestion. She wanted an opportunity to have a deeper discussion with the old man, particularly about his connection to Lord Ash. She was certain he was the grandfather Lord Ash had mentioned earlier, and keeping him around might help her uncover some answers.

Sun smiled at her suggestion. "Yes, yes! That sounds like a good idea. Grandpa, stay with us!"

The old man and the White Rabbit warriors turned their attention to Ayra. It took them a moment to recognize her, given how drastically her appearance had changed and how gorgeous she looked now.

"Isn’t that...?" one of them muttered.

"The F-rank villainess from the Silvermoon Tribe?"

"It certainly is her. But... she looks so different!"

"I heard she was exiled here to die, so how is she—"

Before they could continue, Lord Vale suddenly shot three arrows in their direction.

The arrows flew past their heads and struck the trees behind them. It was a brutal warning shot, so close that it could easily have claimed their heads. The warriors froze, trembling in shock as they turned to stare at Lord Vale.

He glared at them coldly. "And who the hell do you think you are to talk about my mate like that?"

Lord Zark wore the same icy expression as he stared at them. "Say another word about her, and there will be war. We’ll make sure it doesn’t end until every last one of you is lying in ashes!"

It wasn’t an empty threat. It was a promise, and they all knew it. The warriors immediately shut their mouths, trembling with fear.

The old man remained silent for a while. He hesitated before turning to look at Ayra, seemingly considering her invitation.

Finally, he spoke. "All right. I’ll stay for a while and accept your warm invitation."

He then turned to his men and ordered, "You can all return to the tribe. Inform them that my grandson and I are staying in the Netherwild for a visit."

His words left the warriors utterly shocked. They certainly hadn’t expected him to accept the invitation, much less decide to stay behind with Sun.