Looking at the graceful woman, James narrowed his eyes. “Lord Zenda, aren’t you meditating in seclusion for your injuries? Why do you have time to come out and meet me, a lowly living being?”

When Zenda heard that, her face flushed. She bowed and apologized, “Chosen One, we have offended you many times. I hope you can forgive us.”

Enunciating each word, James said, “If I don’t forgive you, Zazen Temple will have broken walls and be full of blood.”

Upon hearing that, Zenda felt chills run down her back. She bowed even lower. “Thank you for having mercy on us!”

James took a deep breath. He threw Horatio onto the ground. Then, he said, “You don’t need to thank me. Thank yourself for being smart.”

At that, Zenda straightened her back. Astonishment flashed across her eyes.

“Is he your brother?” James used his chin to point at Horatio lying on the ground in fear.

Zenda was stunned. She looked at Horatio. “Yes, but he’s cruel and perverted. He always causes trouble using the name of Za