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Jack snorted, not thinking much about it. “I think he’d still be able to return. As long as all of us die here, no one will be able to prove what he did. He’d naturally be able to go back safely and might even receive a bountiful reward.”

The others visibly soured at this. Even though it was hard for them to criticize the situation, with Griffin’s status as well as the others from the Dual Sovereign Pavilion present, they still abhorred Griffin’s actions silently.

Even scumbags would detest those who only knew how to suck up to others when challenges arose.

Isaiah gritted his teeth as he said, “He’s gone too far. What he’s done before is one thing, but with what he did this time-”

“That’s enough,” interjected Jack as he raised his hand, “it’s not worth us wasting time talking about him at this point.”

stood up and turned to look at Graham. “Do you have any

against us, our best course of action is

also had a way of

contacting everyone

the surviving northern clan disciples had been gathered. There

them left. When they entered the Hidden Place for Resources, the northern clan had brought in a total of 90 disciples. The losses were already more

that all 25 of them would make it out alive. The situation was already in an incredibly serious

gathered, the unsettling feeling had been somewhat quelled. Graham was busy consoling the other disciples, while Jack had picked a secluded spot

sat down next to Nelson and tended to

Jack helplessly. “Tell

Jack could understand how he felt after stabilizing the injuries, Jack told Nelson about Riv’s death. Nelson and Riv had been quite close, and when Nelson finally registered the

thinking about all this now; you better focus