Such a simple statement stunned both Morton and Gerald, their faces slammed with disbelief, and their mouths hung wide open.

Morton laughed dryly, even musing to himself that Brook might have lost his mind. Why else would Brook have said such impractical things? Jack and Wesley had already finished their wager battle, and Jack…defeated Wesley? What nonsense these were!

Despite that, the weird glances they were receiving subconsciously stopped Morton just as he was about to refute.

you talking about? How can Jack defeat Wesley?” His expression darkened as he got a hint of something from what he

and all of them heard what Brook had said. None of them refuted his claim, however, and none of them gave him odd stares. This meant

would have realized that something was

were dummies. They finally understood the error in their words. Morton breathed heavily as he was obviously stimulated by what happened. “Impossible! How can

Wesley has been carried away? Where is

carried off to, either. However, the others knew

was lying in the guest room of Elder Sayer’s elder council with his eyes closed and his

guy has taken it too far. Senior Brother Wesley has already fallen to the ground, badly wounded, and that guy

Sayer’s face remained the same. He slowly stretched out his right hand, and if they looked carefully, they would discover that a layer of grayish-black mist floated above Elder Sayer’s right hand. If Jack was in the room, he would recognize right off the bat that

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