“Clifford, you animal!” Trystan’s fury reached a breaking point. Without hesitation, he delivered a resounding slap to Clifford’s face, the force of which proved fatal.
As Clifford’s life abruptly ended, Trystan was struck by a whirlwind of complex emotions. The shock of having taken the life of his own apprentice rendered him motionless, his countenance a tumult of conflicting feelings. After all, Clifford had been under his guidance, nurtured and mentored by his own hands, only to meet his demise by them.
Serena stood frozen, her gaze fixated on Clifford’s lifeless form. She was similarly stunned, unsure how to react.
Clifford’s revelation sent shockwaves through the gathered crowd, drawing their attention squarely onto Jared. Among them, Moses and Keiran shared a look of disbelief, their eyes trained on Jared.
In that moment, Keiran was overwhelmed with astonishment. He finally understood why Jared, a Third Level Tribulator, had effortlessly bested him, a Seventh Level Tribulator, without a hint of trepidation.
It turned out that Jared held a Decree of Execution from the Demon Seal Alliance, who promised century-long offerings as a bounty for anyone who could execute him. That was a revelation that hinted at Jared’s exceptional abilities. After all, the alliance wouldn’t have gone to such lengths without reason.
“Mr. Sutton, let’s head to your place. I need to discuss some matters with you,” Trystan urged.
He understood that if they continued staying here, they’d risk exposing Jared’s identity and place him in jeopardy.
Trystan could only hope that Moses, considering Jared’s recent heroism in saving his daughter, would refrain from harming Jared.
Moses comprehended Trystan’s meaning and nodded in agreement. He then directed his subordinates with a decisive command, “Keep a close eye on Keiran. Don’t let him escape.”
As he was instructing his subordinates, however, Moses hinted at them with his eyes.
Instantly, his subordinates grasped his meaning. Pathfinder Sect could only reprimand Keiran for his actions; outright execution was out of the question, as they didn’t want to invite trouble.
Even if Jared were the one responsible for Keiran’s demise, it was probable that the Mueller family would still seek retribution against Pathfinder Sect, given that the incident had originated within their territory.
After Moses escorted Trystan and the others back to his residence, Keiran was granted his freedom, released from captivity.
“Mr. Sutton, I must come clean. I’ve lied to you. This man is indeed Jared Chance, the individual targeted by the Demon Seal Alliance for termination,” Trystan confessed candidly to Moses. “However, our decision to conceal his identity was not made lightly. Given the circumstances, revealing Mr. Chance’s true identity would have placed him in imminent danger.”
Jared’s demeanor shifted as Trystan spoke, reverting to his authentic self.
Moses regarded Jared with keen interest, his curiosity piqued. “Mr. Chance, I’m curious. What did you do to provoke the wrath of the Demon Seal Alliance?”
His question echoed the sentiments of many who were aware of the alliance’s pursuit of Jared, yet remained ignorant of the reasons behind it.
Moses’s curiosity surged as he observed Jared, noting his youthful appearance and relatively low level of cultivation. He couldn’t help but wonder how Jared had provoked the formidable Demon Seal Alliance.
“It’s not a significant matter, really. I just happened to, uh, eliminate the son of their leader…” Jared remarked casually, his tone oddly nonchalant.
“What?” Moses exclaimed, his shock palpable. “How can you say that’s not significant? No wonder the Demon Seal Alliance is hell-bent on your elimination!”
“But rest assured,” Moses continued, his tone shifting to reassurance, “Pathfinder Sect possesses ample resources, and I won’t betray you for the alliance’s bounty. Moreover, you’ve saved my daughter. However, it’s not safe for you to remain here much longer. Your identity is compromised, and I suspect there are already individuals plotting against you within the sect. Furthermore, there are countless other cultivators here at Pathfinder Sect. I’ll escort you immediately to seek information from Lunarius Palace. Once we have the necessary intel, Mr. Chance, we can decide on our next course of action.”
Moses appeared to be acting in Jared’s best interests, but in truth, he was also keenly aware of the potential trouble Jared’s presence could bring to Pathfinder Sect.
If Jared’s identity became widely known within the sect, it would undoubtedly attract attention and potentially incite conflict. Moreover, if anyone in Pathfinder Sect took action against Jared, it could put Moses in a difficult position.
