Chapter 167 - Are You Threatening Me? (1/2)

Hecathe didn't mention anything about Zather telling him about her being this woman's daughter simply because he knew that it was a lie.

”I'm not saying anything,” The landlady firmly responded without even bothering to meet Hecathe's eyes.

Hecathe nodded his head as he heard this, ”To speak or not to speak is your own choice.”

”...”

”But I hope you remember the deal that we had,” Hecathe added with a small smirk, ”My honesty comes with your honesty as well. If you're not honest with me, I'm not helping you anymore. As for what your relationship is with her, don't worry, I'm not letting go of this that easily. Ocasia is a small city and it is easy to find information on people.”

”Hecathe, Ocasia is certainly a small city but some people in this city must never be messed around with,” The landlady spoke firmly with a serious tone and Hecathe couldn't help but be a little amused by this response.

”Are you threatening me?” Hecathe asked with a small dry chuckle.

”I'm not threatening you. I'm warning you,” The woman corrected him and Hecathe fell silent as he heard this.

It was certainly not every day that he got to see this woman be so calmly pissed off.

”She's not just my daughter,” The landlady spoke and Hecathe could almost swear that he saw a hint of a smirk on her face.

Hecathe's lips curled up as he heard this and he leaned his head forward, resting his chin on his palm as he asked, ”The more you speak, the more interested I get. Just who is this untouchable daughter that must never be found?”

The woman scoffed as she heard this question, ”I'm not telling you even if you decide to leave this apartment.”

Hecathe let out a small sigh as he nodded his head, ”Not telling me? Is it because you don't want to or is it because you can't?”

”...”

”You know, I feel like I should change my question,” Hecathe added with a small smile that almost looked wicked, ”Instead of asking who the daughter is, I should be asking about her father, shouldn't I?”

The woman flinched as she heard this and didn't dare meet Hecathe's eyes.

”Since you're so terrified of him, I suppose it is not just a common man...?” Hecathe tilted his head as he asked but he was clearly not looking to get an answer from the woman.

The Landlady suddenly slammed her hands on the table and stood up from the chair. She was clearly angry but more than the anger, Hecathe could notice another emotion and it was worry.

It looked like Hecathe had hit the nail right on its head. The daughter was not the person he was supposed to be looking for, it was the father.

Zather had also said something along these lines. The father was the one to be feared and he wasn't a person who could be lightly revealed.

This only made Hecathe want to reveal the identity of the unknown man even more.

After all, it was always more fun to do things that you were normally told not to do and in this case, since everyone was warning him not to look for the girl's father, that was exactly what he was going to do.

This was not related to Alphius nor was it related to Orgon or Asgarian and hence, Hecathe felt no sense of duty towards finding the man, however, his sense of curiosity was enough to drive him.

Even if he was wasting his time trying to solve this mystery, he felt as if by the end of it, he would at least gain some personal satisfaction knowing that he was able to find the answer to the question.

”Hecathe, I do not care what you do but if you cause me trouble then you are not allowed to live in this apartment anymore,” The landlady spoke firmly as she met Hecathe's eyes.

”...”

It seemed that this was the end of the conversation.

With a sigh, Hecathe stood up from his place, ”Then I guess we can call it a day. I'll be heading up to my room now. I don't really wish to be thrown out of the apartment.”

The man smiled and didn't bother saying anything further as he took his leave and went up the stairs.

The landlady glared at his back till he was out of sight and the worry could clearly be seen in her face with her eyebrows creased together and her lips frowning a little.

As Hecathe walked up the stairs, he couldn't help but feel a little amused as he realized something. The woman refused to reveal the identity of her daughter and the father. She even went as far as to warn Hecathe about searching for their identity, however, she never stopped him.

She told him not to cause trouble for her but she never told him to not look for the two people.