“Sthings don't really belong to me. Letat least return them first. Tell Aurora to keep this secret for me,” Linden said before
disappearing into the shadows.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt that moment, the disciples surrounded Whistler.
“Whistler, you're not hurt, right?"
It was clear that the disciples were still somewhat afraid of Whistler. He ignored them and proceeded to Casimir's chamber.
“Master, what exactly is going on? How much do you know about all of this?”
At the foot of Hydra Hill, Oakley and Yellowhorn were dusting themselves off.
“You idiots, | already told you this method wouldn't work,” said a curly-haired man dressed in black, his long hair covering his eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYellowhorn stormed over to the curly-haired man, grabbing him by the collar in anger. “We were so close. Just a little bit more!”
Yellowhorn lamented. “Those disciples are definitely no match for us! You brat, why did you pull us out?”
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