Star Rank Hunter

he actually smiled, pulled at his servant and pointed at Wheeze, saying, “Look, it’s a tiny leopard!” 

 

“Young master, that’s a cat.”

 

“It’s a leopard!”

 

“…
Right.
It’s a leopard.”

 

Right now, Wheeze couldn’t care less about the mistaken case of identity.
It leaped up to Cillin’s shoulder and said in a low voice, “Look, it’s that strange kid from last time!”

 

Cillin followed Wheeze’s gaze and saw a group of people walking towards his general direction.
At the forefront of the group was a boy about fourteen to fifteen years old.
Wheeze was right, it was a face he saw once in the past.
It was the boy at the deluxe suite and top floor of a restaurant, right after he left Old Chang’s place and was travelling to the capital star region.

 

At the time, the boy and his servants’ outfits were completely devoid of any identifiable traits.
This time though, they wore their family’s insignia on their clothes.
It marked them as a member of the Gleason Family.

 

“Look, it’s the young master of the Gleason Family, Dodge!”

 

“I wasn’t expecting to see him here!”

 

“I heard that he has a lot of say in his family…”

 

“Really?!”

 

Chatter chatter chatter…

 

Some people were already planning on currying favor with Dodge.

 

So he’s Gleason.
Dodge, Cillin thought to himself.

 

Naimi once told him that there were two brats he, and now every upper noble in the empire dared not offend besides those who served emperor and the three kings.
They were Yurong.
Teita and Gleason.
Dodge.
Anyone who tried to would suffer tremendously, as some unfortunate souls had proven already.

 

Cillin was familiar with Teita of course, but he didn’t realize that this boy was the “brat” Naimi spoke of until now.

 

Teita was given special treatment by Old Man Yurong because of his age and the special circumstances around his birth.
That in turn led to the upper nobles giving him special treatment as well.
So, why was this boy treated differently?

 

Wheeze and Cillin remembered this boy well because he was sharp enough to notice that Wheeze was watching him.
They could count the number of people who could do the same on one hand, and the boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

 

They were also impressed by how calm he at dealing with an assassination.
But it still wasn’t a good enough reason to explain why people would put him on the same level as Teita, a “brat that shouldn’t be offended”.

 

Meanwhile, Gleason.
Dodge and his people finally made his way over.
They were so imposing that all those who wanted to greet them initially thought better of it.

 

Cillin was starting to understand why the boy had saying power in his own family after observing the pressure he was exuding.
It meant that the boy could influence many decisions in the Gleason Family, even important ones.

 

Gleason.
Dodge definitely left an impression in people’s minds.

 

The surrounding chatter turned much quieter because of their arrival.
A couple of kids who were hitting their plates with spoons were silenced by their parents as well.

 

Everyone here knows about the two brats that shouldn’t be offended in legends.
That was why they didn’t dare do anything that might provoke the imposing young master.

 

The imposing group didn’t care about the surrounding reaction.
They simply walked straight towards the food table with an aura that clearly stated, “do not come closer”.
Everyone who was choosing their meal at that particular location hurriedly gave way, not wanting to get in the way of the little young master.

 

Gleason.
Dodge was planning to leave right away after eating some food, but he suddenly felt something and turned towards Cillin and Wheeze.

 

Wheeze was badmouthing Dodge beside Cillin’s ears.
When Dodge suddenly looked its way, it immediately widened its eyes and glared back.

 

Dodge frowned a little.
The duo felt familiar, but he was sure he had never seen them before.
At the very least, he wouldn’t forget a cat like this.

 

So where was this strange sense of familiarity coming from?

 

A guard beside the little young master made an inquiry upon noticing the little young master’s unusual reaction, but Dodge simply shook his head and ate the food his guards had prepared for him.

 

“So sensitive!” Wheeze humphed.

 

“How many times do I have to tell you it’s acute, not sensitive!”

 

“It’s the same thing.” On Cillin’s shoulder, Wheeze wagged its tail once before saying, “There are four invisible people around him.”

 

Of course, Cillin had already noticed them.
He was more curious as to why Gleason.
Dodge was given such treatment.
It was almost as if he was guarding against assassinations at all times…

 

Hmm? Assassination? If he remembered correctly, the boy was being assassinated the first time he met him.

 

What an extraordinary boy.

 

Lunani was only curious about Gleason.
Dodge, nothing more.
The boy was only a couple of years older than her, but his aura was something that shouldn’t belong to someone his age at all.
Not even her father had ever given her such a feeling.
Since Lunani was focused on staring at Dodge just like everyone else, she didn’t notice that Wheeze and Cillin were communicating with each other.
Of course, she wouldn’t be able to listen in on their conversation even if she did notice.

 

Dodge and his group ate very quickly, but they never broke the dining etiquette a noble should have.
It made the people around him feel more impressed than they already were.

 

They left after they were done eating.
They didn’t speak to anyone at all during this period.
However, Dodge had shot a glance at Cillin and Wheeze again before leaving.

 

“Cillin, what do you think his last look meant? There’s no way he already knows that we were the ones who watched him last time, right?” Wheeze asked uncertainly.
The kid was just too extraordinary! It knew the moment it saw him.