“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.

white-haired man

reasons for doing things a certain

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

to do after this?” Xzavion’s brows

resigned from my position

I say I want to take her

his head, his

Lesia narrowed her

enough to be her teacher?” Xzavion flinched

“Ms.

is a divine

to have you as her teacher.” “Excellent.”

your wife stay

right away.” Xzavion, feeling flustered, transferred Thora

he waited for Lesia’s

my orders to everyone in

all entries in and

Great Historial Land are prohibited from making any contact with

rules will be executed immediately.” Lesia conjured a shiny token in front of Xzavion

not expect

“Ms.

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