No 1 Supreme Warrior

Harold, already crumbling in chaos at that moment, frantically tried to find an excuse for himself, but Elder Baggin had interjected him with a deep frown and a sharp stare. “Shut up right now! Since Jack is this strong, then all questions have been answered. There’s no black-clothed man, and you were threatened at all. If Jack hadn’t surprised us with his strength, your plan would’ve gone perfectly. Jack would’ve died on Holy Cloud Mountain, and you’d rid yourself of a source of hatred. Since you weren’t by Jack’s side at the time, the higher-ups wouldn’t be suspicious of you at all! It’s just your poor luck that the assassin you sent was no match for Jack, and your plan failed horrendously. Jack, did you deliberately place the corpse where people would pass by?”

Jack nodded. “If I had just spoken the truth, no one would have believed me. It was better if I put the corpse in front of everyone and had Elder Eliot investigate. I was sure that Harold thought his plan was flawless, that it wouldn’t be traced back to him at all.”

Johnson collapsed on the floor as he mumbled, “So there really wasn’t anyone else…”

Even after so much trouble, no one else was found at Holy Cloud Mountain at all,

placed that

had crafted a lie, Johnson had been bogged down with fear, swallowed with his worry that the killer

the floor. Even if he tried

at Elder Rick before he let out a laugh. “Elder Rick, do you have

narrowed his eyes slightly as he shot Jack a

Jack, however, could careless.

Elder Rick would not be able to act against Jack easily. As long as Jack

of them. They seemed so sincere, so I

and responsibility. It was as if all those insulting words were only said by him because someone else had