"Get down and walk?"

So shocked was Argo that he repeated those words and with the hint of dissatisfaction on his face, the guards with him let out the pressure of their Cosmic Armament realm cultivation.

However, even with that, Castor's expression remained the same.

Argo frowned at such insolence and thought,

'I'd like to see you try and stop me' and then gave the order for his carriage to proceed.

However, the mansion guards were quick to barricade their way and stop any further movement.

"It seems you might not have heard me. My lady has ordered me not to allow your carriage entry.

If you really want to see her, then I must ask you to walk inside.

Besides, it's more than a little disrespectful to deny the wishes of a host in their own home, I hope you understand"

The words Castor spoke were quite polite but the smile on his face as he said it was anything but.

That said, Evelyn stepped out and after her descent, Argo came down from the carriage as well with quite an angry look.

Evelyn had her hand on his elbow and it was a warning for him to play it smart because, for one, they had no idea the true depth of Melinda's ability and it would quite defeat the purpose if they blew things out of proportion and had to call out to the family in the capital.

After all, while they were both quite talented, the family was sure to take Melinda's side.

Especially since their mission today was to call her back home.

Among other things of course...

Disgruntled as he was, Argo sucked it up and proceeded into the mansion courtyard with Castor in front and leading them in.

The door was opened, by maids whose whole duty seemed intensely on not being seen while doing it, and they walked into the lounge with the first view they had was being its luxurious insides.

It was clear that Melinda had adopted some designs from her home and made the room so beautiful that the two could not reproach or sneer at the sight.

However, beautiful as the room was, it was not the main thing that caught their attention, it was the lady who sat on the best chair in the room with her legs crossed.

Her posture was perfectly regal, her hair came from behind her and trained onto the ground and yet it was merely hinting at its calf length. The lady's face held a light smile and her golden eyes looked as though it pitied them.

Across the lady's chair's armrests was a white sword with golden veins crisscrossing on it.

Melinda Dane was incredibly intimidating...

And flawlessly beautiful.

Argo had come into the room filled with anger and ready to neglect his mission for the first few minutes so he could give the pompous host, Melinda, a piece of his mind.

Alas, now that he was right in front of her, he found himself tongue-tied.

Everything about her seemed to ooze power and authority and both seemed directed towards diverting attention from her face.

However, they failed woefully.

There was no way anyone would not appreciate the perfection that was her. A part of him always understood Cirk's temptation that caused him to attempt to violate her as she was a knockout.

But even back then was nothing compared to now.

Evelyn looked sideways at her brother's gaping mouth and rolled her eyes,

"He should have at least tried to remain composed right? Men and their horniness" she scoffed.

Argo looked in her direction and seemed to finally collect himself a little,

"You're one to talk. You dress up just to tease men"

Melinda ignored their conversation,

"So I take it you're here to Audit me. Okay then, I'll bring out my records for inspection, you'll inspect it, accept a beating from me and get out of my house"

After all, the message she had gotten from the communication rune was that she was to be audited which she took as a cover for 'she would be investigated'. Most likely to find out what means she could have used to destroy the imprint.

The truth was that she was not overly concerned as to what they had been sent here to do, because she was planning to return to the capital regardless. She would end her exile but that did not necessarily mean she would be returning home.

That said, she was quite sure they were not here to give her a pat on the back.

What she did not know was that that was what it was.

Among other things of course...

The eyes of the Brother-sister pair widened as they heard Melinda's words. While it was clear that the sword across her chair's armrest was a cosmic Armament and meant she was already at the cosmic Armament realm, she was still not a match for either of them.

Not to mention both.

Melinda on the other hand was quite upset at being subjected to this audit and had already promised herself that she would beat up the envoy which was a compromise from her initial decision to crush them, and that was exactly what she was going to do.

"You won't even offer us a seat?" Evelyn asked but she was not really looking for permission because she sat down soon after.

Argo cleared his throat and lowered himself beside his sister with his back straight.

"Anyway, Lady Melinda, ever since our arrival, you seem to have been intent on humiliating and embarrassing us all because of a preconceived notion you have.

We are not here to audit you"

Melinda's expression did not change, instead, she sneered,

"Oh, you're not?"

Evelyn shook her head with a light smile,

"No, we are not.

We are here to deliver the Patriarch's message directly and tell you that you have been welcomed back home.

It seemed like too much of a big deal to be told to you through a communication talisman."

The truth was that at first, the Patriarch had truly wished to subject her to something as humiliating as an Audit while also taking care to send capable envoys who possessed strength she could not possibly be able to contend with.

The audit was of course meant to be in pretense to find out exactly how she became strong enough to destroy the mind imprint.

However, someone intervened and with that person's input, the patriarch's decision changed to one where she was called back home by the envoys.

They had already been on their way before the change was reported to them through a communication talisman.

"We would even be glad to escort you back to the capital" Argo said.

Melinda sighed,

"Well, this Is a problem. I was really hyped up to beat you up and that urge was increased when I found out you're a core disciple at the Flame lotus sect" she said and gestured to Argo's robes.

Argo laughed uncomfortably,

"With all due respect, I'm a Phenomenon realm expert and you have been away from good cultivation resource from your family that you can't possibly be able to contend with me.

Melinda would have replied had it not been for the sound of sure footsteps that sounded and with it came the arrival of a Man that caused Evelyn's breath to seize.

He was 1.85 meters tall with a moderate but muscular physique that was shown off by the tight-fitting royal blue robe he was wearing and a face that was to die for. His midnight-black hair lengthened past his shoulder and his sapphire blue eyes sparkled with mischievousness.

His footsteps were sure as he walked into the lounge and even though Argo was not part of his target demographic, he still couldn't help but admit Hal was beyond good looking and smelled nice.

As though possessed, Evelyn did not even attempt to resist his pull and stood to her feet...

"I want you"

...and said that.