Chapter 1947

"Nope," Perseus replied with a shake of his head. "My grandpa told me about it himself." Javier tensed up. "Logan told you? Is that old fart still in the mortal realm?" There was a reason why Logan was known as the world's strongest fighter, and his very existence struck fear into Javier's heart. "Relax. I found out about it on the ninth floor of the Astral Tower. Grandpa's not in the mortal realm," Perseus said, his lips curling into a slight but sarcastic smirk as he took in the minute changes in Javier's expression. "Don't worry. My grandpa doesn't need to get involved. I can kill you myself!" "You reached the ninth floor of the Astral Tower? You actually managed to do it?" Javier exclaimed, his expression shifting once more as a touch of curiosity mingled with his nervousness. "What's on the ninth floor?" "You really want to know?" "I do!" Javier replied with a fervent nod. "I'll tell you—if you get on your knees and kiss my feet!" Perseus declared with a mocking grin. "You