"What should we do now?" one of the guards asked. "Evermore's near-invincible, Consul. Maybe we should agree to their conditions." "Their conditions?" Stefan glared coldly. "They wantto either kill myself, or they killthemselves. How am I supposed to agree to that?" The guard shivered; he couldn't say another word at this point.

Stefan casually sat down, and took a sip of his cold tea.

"Since Evermore has already announced my death, they'll surely take action soon after.

"They're probably usingto make an example. They want Amos to understand he has no right to negotiate with Evermore, despite being the young master of the Smalt Sect.

"Or, they're forcing Amos into a corner to ensure he continues Evermore's plan.

"Either that, or this might be splot to shift bltowards Sir York. If that's the case, my master would fight him to the death if he doesn't know about the situation.

"They've planned everything..." Stefan revealed a gloomy expression.

contact Great Wall Vaati right now?" The guard

"It's useless..." Stefan sighed.

unless they're guaranteed to achieve

I'm correct, all methods of communication

barrel at this point." The guard quickly dialed a number, and realized that his call failed to go through. The busy tone that echoed from the phone struck everyone with

collected despite his subordinates

to take three shifts off," he said after

how drastic the situation is, everyone needs to rest properly.

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