Don't Threaten Me

“It’s highly tempting, but I don’t plan on killing you,” Ashur said quietly. “I never did.”

He slowly withdrew the sword from Jun’s throat.

Jun buried his head in his arms, silently sobbing tears of relief. He was a far cry from the bully who had been intimidating Ashur just a while ago

“Make sure you don't ever dare to threaten me again,” Ashur said in a menacing voice to the three servants who were lying on the floor and caressing their injuries.

Ashur wanted to make it clear that he was not to be messed with.

“If you come and touch me or Castor again, I’ll beat you up till you can never walk again,” Ashur warned them fiercely. “Do you hear me clearly?”

The three servants nodded in fear. Now that they saw what he was capable of, they knew that he was on a completely different level from them, and was not to be taken lightly.

They thanked their lucky stars that he had chosen to spare them.