Chapter 530 No One Can Leave
“It all depends on if you believe it. It’s true if you believe it and false if you don’t. I’m just reading the patterns from the stick. There’s no need for you to get angry, Ms. Simmons. I can explain it to you slowly if you don’t believe me.”
He turned to his disciples standing by his side. “Chase everyone out. Today’s session will end here.”
The two disciples hurriedly chased away the others in line and shut the temple’s doors.
Tristan cast a nervous glance at the master with a frown.
“Megan, let’s leave. He’s lying to you. This is a trick.”
“I will trash this place if he doesn’t explain it to me. How dare he curse the death of my father!”
Megan bent down and continued, “Explain to me then. You know the outcome if you don’t explain it clearly.”
“Ms. Simmons, your adversity has arrived.”
The master grinned evilly at her.
“What?” She froze, confused at his change.
Before she could react, the master slammed his palm toward her.
Stunned by the sudden attack, she couldn’t dodge it in time, but Tristan, who was watching cautiously from the side, was prepared. He swung his leg and kicked the master’s wrist, dispelling the attack. He swiftly pulled Megan to run. “Megan, let’s go!”
Megan was dumbstruck, she didn’t expect the master would assault her out of the blue. The Simmonses were a powerful family in the Whitesea. She hadn’t expected an attack from someone who knew about her identity.
“Don’t even think about leaving now that you’re here.”
The master then leaped into the air, sending a punch toward Tristan.
Despite trying his best to defend against the onslaught, the powerful force of the punch had Tristan flying backward until his back hit the wall.
“Tristan!” Megan shouted as she ran over to him with a worried look.
The master slowly walked toward Megan with a chilling smile. Noticing his approach, she stared at him with dread. “What do you want? Dante Simmons is my father. He will kill you if you dare lay your hand on me.”
“I wouldn’t have assaulted you today if you weren’t Dante’s daughter. He will listen to me with you in my grasp.”
He had a cruel grin on his face as he reached for Megan.
Boom!
An explosive sound came from the doors. Shane and his men had forcibly barged into the hall by knocking down the doors.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Shane glared at the master. “You bastard! You put on a calm and serene front but did such evil things behind closed doors. You’re under arrest.”
“You’re from the Department of Justice of Jadeborough. You still came in the end.”
Shane’s appearance did not surprise him.
“You should surrender since you know of me. Are you waiting for a fight with me?” Shane barked.
“Surrender?” The master sneered, “Everyone here today doesn’t get to leave.”
Suddenly, a dozen men poured from the back of the hall. Every one of them was skilled. They had been lying in wait for quite some time.
Shane’s expression turned somber at the newly added numbers of foes.
“Did you guys think my divination was merely a trick? I was expecting you,” the master said proudly.
“Get him!” Shane launched himself at the Master after his order.
The master’s expression darkened. “Kill everyone from the Department of Justice. Catch the girl and the man lying there. With a member of the Baileys and Simmonses in my hand, they’ll be good bargaining chips.”
They had known about Tristan’s and Megan’s identities from the start.
Shane couldn’t gain the upper hand against the Master despite his Senior Grandmaster rank. His subordinates were in the same situation and could only defend themselves. They were no match against their foes. Soon, many of them were lying dead on the ground.
