Chapter 489 Functionally A Demigod

Of course, that was impossible. Zayn simply knocked Vulcan out. Murder was still a crime in the eyes of the law, so even if he wanted to kill the man, Zayn would not be so stupid as to murder him in front of a crowd. He turned back to the people gawking at him from behind and noted the gazes they shot him. It was how Faye and her family looked at him—it triggered a long, drawn-out sigh that he tried to stifle. He did not expect anything of what had happened to—well—happen, never in his wildest dreams. Then again, that is what life was. One could try their damnedest to map out a script of how their life should go, hunched over a large drawing board churning out contingency plan after contingency plan. Even after all of that, there was an element of chance and luck one could never account for. No one could be the sole master of their life. The future would always be uncertain, nebulous, and poorly-defined. Now that the impossible and unexpected had happened, regret had quickly become