Chapter 1157: Russell’s descendants

The atmosphere in the palace behind the enchanted doorway turned joyous again, and the singing drifted across the ballroom once more. When Chen Jingshu was invited to dance, Ren Xiaosu stopped talking with her.

Chen Cheng was also invited to dance by a girl from the House of Winston. Only An’an rejected all invitations and remained by Ren Xiaosu’s side.

Melgor was surrounded by a group of people asking about details of the battle, and some of them even asked him what it felt like to kill. It seemed the youth of the House of Winston had not even experienced a proper battle before.

Ren Xiaosu silently shook his head. He felt that these people could barely help him.

Besides, he really disliked interacting with aristocrats.

In comparison, this place was very similar to the consortiums in the Central Plains. However, Ren Xiaosu preferred the atmosphere in the Northwest.

When An’an saw his expression, she suddenly asked, “Do you despise them?”

“I can’t say that I despise them. It’s just that we don’t share the same ideals. I think it was the wrong decision for y’all to get involved with them,” Ren Xiaosu said.

An’an said, “Aunt was just testing your attitude. I stayed behind to tell you to go along with the plans of those good-for-nothings later. Then you’ll understand why we got involved with them. We never expected they could do much either.”

Ren Xiaosu was stunned. An’an’s words left him a little surprised. Could the bounty hunters have other motives?

Melgor suddenly waved at Ren Xiaosu. “Ren Xiaosu!”

When Ren Xiaosu walked over, Forbes Winston smiled at him and asked, “Who is this?”

Melgor said, “Oh, let me introduce him to everyone. This is my steward.”

Initially, Melgor wanted to forcefully pull Ren Xiaosu into their awkward conversation. After all, they had come here together, so why should he have to handle all of this alone?

But when Forbes Winston heard that Ren Xiaosu was a steward, he said with a polite smile, “We have fine dining prepared for the stewards and servants in a side chamber. Mr. Ren Xiaosu, you can dine there while waiting for Sorcerer Melgor.”

Ren Xiaosu raised an eyebrow. He had not expected the sorcerer clans to be so fixated on class differences. The moment Forbes Winston heard he was a steward, he was not even interested in exchanging civilities with him.

These good-for-nothing members of the clan claimed they wanted a revolution. But once they rose to the top, the aristocracy would still remain the aristocracy. There would be no change to the world at all.

Ren Xiaosu felt that Russell would also have been surrounded by such people back then.

Not everyone would carry sincere beliefs and a sense of responsibility during a revolution. This was just the way of the world.

When Melgor heard that, he got a little angry. He wanted to pull Ren Xiaosu away and leave, but Ren Xiaosu took a step back and said with a smile, “Then I’ll go and find something to eat in the side chamber. Lord Melgor, I’ll wait for you there.”

After that, a servant led Ren Xiaosu to the side chamber.

Melgor was initially very angry. But when he saw Ren Xiaosu wink at him before he left, he immediately put on a smile again and continued patronizing the fops of the House of Winston.

Ren Xiaosu got to the side chamber. To his surprise, it was all abuzz here too. The servants and stewards of the other sorcerers had all gathered. Although there was no drinking, everyone was dancing and chatting.

Compared to the main hall next door, the people here appeared much more relaxed. No one was snooty.

However, Ren Xiaosu did not join in. Instead, he just leaned quietly against the wall and waited for the banquet to end. He closed his eyes and tried his best to listen to the noise in the main hall in case someone suddenly attacked Melgor.

A middle-aged man slowly walked over to Ren Xiaosu and stood next to him. Ren Xiaosu opened his eyes and sized him up, but he didn’t intend to interact with him at all.

“What’s your relationship with Ren He?” the middle-aged man asked with a smile.

Ren Xiaosu stared at the middle-aged man before his eyes. “I’d like to know the answer to that question as well.”

Only now did Ren Xiaosu realize Chen Cheng had not brought him here tonight to introduce the young sorcerers of the House of Winston to him, but to introduce him to this middle-aged man.

The reason the bounty hunters were willing to mix with the younger generation of the House of Winston was to have another moat to protect themselves.

Ren Xiaosu had to admit these people were really bold. No wonder they were still alive and kicking even though the Magi had been hunting them down.

The middle-aged man said, “I’ll introduce myself. I’m Zhang Haoyun, just a minor individual.”

“Since you can come and talk to me about something Chen Jingshu can’t, it shows you’re nothing minor in the bounty hunter organization.” Ren Xiaosu said calmly, “Speak, what do you wish to talk about tonight?”

“Don’t worry too much.” Zhang Haoyun said with a smile, “I’m not planning on using you for anything. I really just want to understand how much you know about Ren He.”

“Y’all were the ones that called me here, so shouldn’t you tell me what you know first to show your sincerity?” Ren Xiaosu said with a grin.

“Ren He was the founder of the Assassin Sanctuary. It was founded to fight against the CIA and extremist organizations. Later, after he reached a compromise with the CIA, the organization went underground and began its contact with the leader of the Magi, Russell.” Zhang Haoyun said, “He was from the Central Plains and had a son. He’s also the founder of the Riders in the Central Plains and the Qinghe Group.”

Zhang Haoyun looked at Ren Xiaosu and said seriously, “He’s the origin of our entire organization’s faith. I’ve already shared that much with you. That should be enough sincerity.”

Ren Xiaosu was a little surprised. He had thought the organization in the Kingdom of Sorcerers would also be called the Riders. He did not expect it to have a different name.

And this was the first time he had heard of the “CIA.”

However, it seemed that the two organizations, the Sanctuary and the Riders, had different functions. The Riders was born from its faith and dreams to challenge limits, but the objective of the Sanctuary was really to kill.

Perhaps, it was because Ren Xiaosu was the first to bring up Ren He’s name, so both parties built a foundation of trust.

As Chen Jingshu did not know much about Ren He, they called Zhang Haoyun over to communicate with Ren Xiaosu.

Ren Xiaosu looked at Zhang Haoyun and said, “Actually, I don’t have much information to share with you since I know very little about Ren He.”

Zhang Haoyun frowned. “What information can you tell me then?”

Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment before saying, “What I can tell you is that both the Qinghe Group and the Riders are still around in the Central Plains, and I’m considered a friend of theirs.”

“Why did you suddenly come to the Kingdom of Sorcerers by yourself?” Zhang Haoyun asked.

Ren Xiaosu remained silent for a moment before saying, “It’s probably fate that led me to find out about my background. Please answer my question. What happened to Ren He’s son? Why did Ren He take away the black Eye of True Sight to save him?”

Zhang Haoyun answered, “Only Russell’s descendants can answer that question.”

All of a sudden, the voice from the palace in Ren Xiaosu’s mind said, “Search for clues related to Russell’s descendants. Quest progression: 3 of 4.”