No 1 Supreme Warrior

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.”

then slowly stood up and turned to look at Graham. “Do you have any way of communicating with

them gathering up their forces against us, our best course of

sound-transfer array and contacting everyone else. The Dual Sovereign Pavilion also

still quite useful. After quickly contacting everyone in 15 minutes, they had

about two hours, all the surviving northern clan disciples had been gathered. There were even those who had forced themselves

did a headcount, they noticed that there were only 25 of them left. When they entered the Hidden Place

all 25 of them would make

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

next to Nelson and tended to Nelson’s wounds, not

Jack helplessly. “Tell me:

said that, he had an aura of despair and hopelessness about him. 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

shook his head. “There’s no point thinking about