Chapter 391: Make a Choice

"When did you arrive here?" Orakha asked, "And who was that woman?"

"Someone I've employed to do my bidding. Anyway," Inala motioned towards the nearby seat, "Don't remain standing."

"I'll pass. Tell me what you want. I'm a busy man." Orakha didn't accept the offer and instead remained standing, alert.

"Why are you paranoid? I won't kill you." Inala groaned in annoyance and said, "I came here to talk to you about a certain someone."

"Who?" Orakha asked, still on guard.

"Maroppa," Inala said, unflinching when a jet-black serpent hovered before his face, threatening to eat him. He ignored it and peered towards the figure of Orakha on the side, "Why are you reacting in this way? I'm not Virala."

"They why take that name?" Orakha glared, his face red with anger, "And how did you find out about her?"

"Relax, I knew her before you." Inala shrugged, "And indirectly, it was thanks to her that I'm alive."