Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Beast Tamer and the Trapped Beast Under the Whip (Genuine Recommended Votes for the Starting Point Girl Network for the Starting Point for the Starting Point Collection)

Old Taylor narrowed his eyes and stared at the owl with an uncertain expression for a while, and after a few deep breaths, his chest that had been violently heaving slowly calmed down.

He knew that the owl was right, the owl was the leader, and the rules of the owl represented the rules of the pirate island. Although he has always been the Owl and is still the frizzy child who struggles to survive under his wing, in fact, he has to admit that in just four years after officially taking over as the leader, the Owl has achieved as Sisia predicted back then, becoming the king of the sea on the dominant side, leading the pirate island to usher in a glorious era that he never dared to imagine.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed old. is so old that even if he has been subconsciously reluctant to let go, subconsciously fighting for power openly or secretly, trying to prove that he is still the powerful god of death Taylor, or the lord of an island who commands everyone not to obey and everyone talks about it, he is powerless.

A generation of new people replaced the old, and he was deeply frustrated in the face of this successor who he had raised and supported.

Xiao looked at the old Taylor with a changeable expression, maintaining an impeccable smile that seemed respectful but was actually alienated and evil, and his eyes were cold without warmth.

After more than 20 years of getting along day and night, old Taylor may not be the person who knows him best, but he is definitely the one who knows old Taylor best, not one but the only one.

On the one hand, the elder Taylor thinks that the heir of the owl has achieved so much and is his pride, but on the other hand, the pride that he cannot abandon because he has always been in a high position and has absolute power makes him unable to accept that the heir he has created is better than him, the former owner, in the eyes of everyone. It is even more impossible to accept a person who has always been controlled by him, completely out of his control or even above him.

Because of the owl, he is no longer the leader who holds great power, and because of the owl, he is still the admired old island owner, he expects the owl to go further, and also wants to grasp the power to strangle the owl with his own hands. Xiao knew very well how complicated old Taylor had feelings for himself, the heir he had personally cultivated.

The owl's cold eyes shone with a deep light. Taylor Sr. is his godfather, and his nurturing feelings for more than 20 years have never been father-son warmth.

For more than 20 years, for old Taylor, the owl is a bargaining chip for him to exchange the power of the real lord of the island from Secia, an investment, and a guarantee. For Xiaolai, this father-son relationship is like a beast tamer and a trapped beast under the whip, a nightmare that cannot be shaken off for more than 20 years.

The attending physician who treated him for nightmare hysteria had asked him about the events and causes that triggered his illness in the first place, and he never mentioned it, not because he didn't want to mention it, but deliberately blocked his memory, which was a dark, heavy door of memory that he was powerless to open.

He also grew up from an innocent childhood like many ordinary children.

From there, everyone knows that he is the successor of Seciah's hand-picked and prophesied, and the future king of the sea.

From the legend of the "Devil's Fury" about Secia from generation to generation, the original pirates of the island were jealous, awe-inspiring and faintly suspicious of him.

From him, he was surrounded only by the guards who followed him and obeyed him, and he had no childhood friends, because no one else dared to approach him.

The island is constantly filled with outlaws from all over the world who are recruited, or who have come on their own initiative, and who are wanted all over the world. Slowly, from the eyes of these newcomers, he understood the disdain hidden under the fear, and from the few words, he knew that this disdain came from his oriental face.