"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.

cars parked around the villa, the

looked around before

between them and Joel was actually not the point of tonight's gathering. Instead, it was the

once again, and they were all going

all their power and hard

in the main hall, all of them people of

silent

an empty chair in the

the chair were Zachary and

everyone else, while

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