NovelEnglishThe fear emanating from the passengers was palpable, each one trembling in the face of the group’s overwhelming aura.
Among the passengers, the majority were young cultivators bound for Lunarius Palace, driven by curiosity and the hope of finding romantic partners among the palace’s renowned beauties.
However, most of them were relatively weak, with the majority only Second or Third Level Tribulators, lacking the strength to confront such a formidable threat.
Suddenly confronted by such formidable cultivators, the young passengers were naturally gripped by fear.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDillon, attempting to maintain his composure despite the tension, addressed the group, his voice tinged with a hint of suppressed anger. “My friends, surely you understand the strength of Pathfinder Sect since you had the audacity to get in our airship’s way. Do you think you can dismiss us so easily?” If possible, he wanted to avoid conflict. Considering the group’s frequent ventures into the treacherous depths of Demonia Mountain, Dillon weighed the potential repercussions of engaging in a deadly feud. It was clear that any altercation would only invite relentless harassment upon Pathfinder Sect in the future, creating needless complications.
“Mr. Sawyer,” One-Eyed retorted coldly, “I harbor no, intentions of disrespecting your sect. However, today, | only have one demand. Surrender one individual to me, and the rest of you may depart unharmed, with all your resources intact.” “Who?” Dillon was taken aback. He hadn't anticipated that these rogues weren't after mere material possessions but rather a person.
“Hand over a guy named Jared Chance!” One- Eyed declared.
“Mr. Chance?” Dillon frowned. “Is there shistory between Mr. Chance and your group? Why are you looking for him?” One-Eyed laughed in response. “Mr. Sawyer, do you truly not know, or are you feigning ignorance? Jared Chance has been marked for execution by the Demon Seal Alliance. Killing him would earna handsreward from the alliance. | find it hard to believe that you're unaware. You're clearly planning to monopolize the bounty that the Demon Seal Alliance offers, aren’t you?” One-Eyed’s accusation left Dillon stunned; he was indeed oblivious to this matter! Meanwhile, in the luxurious private room, Jared's heart tightened when he heard One- Eyed’s words. He hadn't anticipated that news of his voyage to Lunarius Palace on an airship would be known to others.
A wave of commotion erupted in the airship. Many cultivators, upon hearing One-Eyed’s words, were utterly astonished.
Many of them were aware of the Decree of Execution issued by the Demon Seal Alliance, but they didn’t know Jared. Thus, they didn’t even know Jared had boarded the airship.
As soon as One-Eyed mentioned that Jared was on board the airship, the cultivators were instantly thrown into a frenzy.
“Who's Jared? Which one is Jared?” A Fifth Level Tribulator, deemed powerful among the young cultivators, rose to his feet, scanning the crowd for answers.
But silence greeted his inquiry. None dared to speak up, as none of them were Jared.
“This Jared is worth a handsbounty. Surely he wouldn't be sitting among us. He's likely in the luxurious first- class cabin,” someone speculated aloud.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I saw Mr. Sawyer personally escort someone to the first-class cabin. That guy must be Jared,” someone else confirmed.
Hearing that, the Fifth Level Tribulator wasted no tand sprinted toward the first-class cabin.
By now, Dillon had led everyone outside the airship, leaving the interior unguarded. The Fifth Level Tribulator hurried to the first-class cabin. As he was about to kick the door down, the door opened on its own.
Jared emerged from within, fixing a cold gaze on the Fifth Level Tribulator.
Realizing that Jared was only a Third Level Tribulator, the Fifth Level Tribulator was filled with excitement.
If he acted swiftly and eliminated Jared, the bounty would be his.
The Fifth Level Tribulator turned to Jared, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “Is your nJared?” he asked eagerly.
Jared affirmed with a nod. “Yes, that’s correct.” The Fifth Level Tribulator’s excitement surged. He was ready to pounce on Jared when a voice from the crowd interjected, casting doubt. “He must be a fake. It's unlikely that the Demon Seal Alliance would offer such a generous bounty for a mere Third Level Tribulator! They could easily send a few random people to handle someone like him. Is a Decree of Execution really necessary?”
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