Chapter 391: What Significance

"What is this?" Kuchiki Senya saw the six golden characters "To be opened personally by Kuchiki Senya" written on the letter and immediately frowned as he asked.

Many questions flashed through his mind.

Why would this man in black give him this letter?

What exactly did this letter signify?

"Inside there is something you need." The mysterious man did not explain; a cruel smile hung at the corner of his mouth: "I'll be waiting for you to take it."

After a pause, the man added another stab: "Of course, that includes your life."

Having said that, he stood up, turned around, and left!

Leaving behind a thoroughly bewildered Kuchiki Senya.

He hadn't figured out what was going on at all!

"Hey, wait a moment!" Kuchiki Senya hurriedly shouted.

However, the other party acted as if he hadn't heard, directly pushed open the door, and strode out!

"Damn it!"

Kuchiki Senya cursed, then hurriedly gave chase!

But at that moment, he suddenly discovered that the mysterious man had already vanished without a trace.

"Strange… where did the person go?" Kuchiki Senya scratched his head; he felt it was rather inexplicable.

Unfortunately, he gained nothing at all, and could only return to the hotel in utter dejection.

On the table in the room sat an exquisite breakfast, with a bottle of red wine on it, and a candle stuck in as well.

"So it was just delivering food." Kuchiki Senya looked at the breakfast and shook his head; he instinctively sensed that something was a little off, but exactly where the slip-up lay, he wasn't quite sure either.

Still, this could be considered a good start.

"Hope I don't run into that kind of pervert again from now on." Kuchiki Senya gulped down half a glass of wine, then freshened up a bit, preparing to eat breakfast.

However, at that moment, a sudden knock came at the door.

Kuchiki Senya looked out through the peephole, and as a result saw two unfamiliar faces.

One of them was a man, the other a woman, with a pretty face and light, elegant makeup.

"We're looking for Mr. Kuchiki Senya." The man said.

"Looking for me?" Kuchiki Senya looked out through the peephole, his expression seeming somewhat changeable.

"Open the door quickly, we don't want to waste time." The woman said, coughing lightly a few times.

Her voice was slightly husky, yet all the more coquettish for it.

"Alright, wait a moment."

Kuchiki Senya replied, then pulled open the door.

"I know you; you are distinguished guests from Atlantis."

"That's right, we do indeed come from Atlantis." The man said: "My surname is Ouyang."

"Oh? I'm truly very curious about your family." Kuchiki Senya smiled: "Could you chat with me in detail?"

This Ouyang surname was simply renowned throughout the Western underground world!

It is said that this family was once a golden family!

Although it later fell into decline, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse — a starved camel is still bigger than a horse, and this absolutely contains no exaggeration whatsoever!

"Of course, all of this I can tell you about." The Ouyang said, taking out three candles, lighting them and placing them on the ground.

These candles did not burn; instead they seemed like some sort of symbol.

"These candles…" Kuchiki Senya stared at the three candles, a look of surprise crossing his face, then asked Ouyang: "Could this be…"

"That's right, this is our Atlantis ritual." Ouyang's voice was indifferent and solemn, even tinged with a thick killing intent, giving one a feeling of being unable to breathe.