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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.”

and turned to look at Graham. “Do you have any way of communicating with the

gathering up their forces against us, our best course of action is to gather

out the sound-transfer array and contacting everyone else. The Dual Sovereign Pavilion also had a way of sharing its location, but compared

contacting everyone in 15 minutes, they had notified everyone

surviving northern clan disciples had been gathered. There were even

Hidden Place for Resources, the northern

of them would make it out

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

Nelson and tended to Nelson’s wounds,

at Jack helplessly. “Tell me:

hopelessness about him. Jack could understand how he felt after stabilizing the injuries, Jack told Nelson about Riv’s death. Nelson

no point thinking about all this now; you better focus on