"Sanctuary level, huh? Well, that doesn't matter to me. Anyone who stands in my way of revenge is going down all the same," said Wilbur.

Maniac was clearly a lot less confident now, even appearing a little cowardly as he frowned. "Sir, are you sure you can win over Mister Taft?" "What, are you scared?" Wilbur chuckled.

Maniac sighed. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't, Sir. A Sanctuary level cultivator is powerful enough to crush a mere Aura level liketo death." "Well, Maniac, I'll give you one last choice. You can either keep working foror turn to Mister Taft. You're bearing the consequences of that though," said Wilbur.

Maniac fell silent as he thought about it. A while later, he bowed to Wilbur. "Sir, I've got nowhere else to go. I chose to work for you from the start and am going to stick with it. No more doubts." "The choices you make determine the life you lead. You'll do well if you make the right choices, and fail if you make the wrong ones. You've made your choice, so we'll see where it leads you," said Wilbur.

Maniac nodded. "I understand. I'll pick you up at half past seven, and we'll head there together. Mister Taft won't listen toif I go on my own." "Got it. We'll go with your plan then." "I'll be on my way now, Sir." Maniac turned to leave.

Wilbur smiled. "I guess Joel William is capable enough to get the help of a Sanctuary level cultivator. This is going to be interesting." That night, at eight o'clock.

Maniac drove Wilbur to the entrance of Pureheart Villa.

the villa,

looked around before

of tonight's gathering. Instead, it was the news of Mister Taft becoming a Sanctuary level

be run by Mister Taft once

power and hard work would go to

hall, all of them

everyone was silent

was an empty chair in

side of the chair were

was silent like everyone else,

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