“you're missing the point here.

Anyway, let me teach you a few tricks first.

Otherwise, he'll keep calling me the bad guy.” Xezal grabbed Rebella's arm and pulled her along.

The two of them headed toward a corner where the path source’s concentration was the highest.

Meanwhile, Lesia stood at the peak of a mountain within the Great Historial Land’s Forbidden Bloodshade.

Her long hair swayed slightly in the breeze.

Behind her, a man wearing a white robe with white hair waited silently and patiently for her to speak.

“Are you done talking?” Lesia finally broke the silence.

The white-haired man gave a slight nod.

“Yes.” “An impostor.” Lesia snickered.

“Of all people, he decided to impersonate my master? Isn't he just asking to be caught?” “Uh...” The man was unsure how to respond.

“Why do you think Master has tolerated the impostor’s actions?” Lesia asked.

man

reasons for doing things a certain

can’t...” “You, Xzavion Bentley, are the person he trusts the

you planning to do after this?” Xzavion’s

“I've resigned from my position in the

“What if I say I want to take her as my disciple?”

his head, his eyes

That...” Lesia narrowed her

I'm not good enough to be her

“Ms.

is a

to have you

let your wife

errand right away.” Xzavion, feeling flustered, transferred Thora out

waited for

everyone in the Great

we will close off all entries in and

the Great Historial Land are prohibited from making any contact with

who break the rules will be executed immediately.” Lesia conjured a shiny token

not expect such

“Ms.

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