Chapter 831 A Fair Share
Sighting his audience’s rapid advance, the suit-clad man spared one longing glance at the white wolf before darting into the depths of the snowy forest.
“D*mn it! You’re lucky you’re a fast runner! I’d skin you alive if I got my hands on you!” Kenneth cursed.
Meanwhile, the wolf continued howling pitifully at Jared’s feet. It sent Jared a pleading gaze as though begging for mercy.
Jared met the wolf’s gaze, and he realized he sympathized with the creature.
Though the wolf was a beast, it evidently possessed some form of human intelligence, allowing it to understand human speech and make conscious decisions.
Kenneth approached Jared then and muttered, “The white wolf is huge. Its beast core must be incredibly precious.”
He swung a blade in his hand, ready to send the creature to its end.
Gravely injured, the white wolf had no means of defending itself.
Just as Jared hesitated about saving the wolf, Kenneth’s swinging blade was halted in its motion.
Kristoff had blocked Kenneth’s attack, and he complained, “This white wolf doesn’t belong to your family, Kenneth. Were you thinking of taking the beast core yourself?”
Kenneth fumed and retorted, “What do you want, Kristoff? The beast core belongs to whoever kills the white wolf first!”
“The white wolf is defenseless. Anyone can kill it with a simple stab. Based on your reasoning, the beast core is mine if I kill the white wolf now!”
Kristoff suddenly swung his sword at the white wolf while he responded to Kenneth’s words.
“Kristoff! You despicable man!”
Kenneth hurriedly struck his blade toward Kristoff, forcing the latter to retract his weapon.
Their reinforcements assumed defensive stances behind the two men as though ready to fight.
Alarmed, Colin ran toward them and placated, “Kenneth, Kristoff, stop fighting. If the two of you injure yourselves over a wolf, we’ll never be able to leave this island. That Demonic Cultivator won’t let us off the hook, either.”
His mention of the Demonic Cultivator did the trick. Kenneth and Kristoff swiftly brought their fight to an end after exchanging a punch.
If their families truly entered a fight, both parties would suffer unnecessary injuries and deaths, leaving a golden opportunity for the Demonic Cultivator to swoop in and steal the reward.
Kenneth eventually huffed, “I’m not scared of you, Kristoff. I don’t want that Demonic Cultivator to take advantage of our distraction and obtain the beast core. We’ll resume our fight once we leave Dragon Island.”
“My pleasure,” came Kristoff’s firm agreement.
Colin added, “Kenneth, Kristoff, there will be plenty more beasts on this island. There’s no need to fight over a white wolf. We can always split the beast core evenly. You know what? I’ll even give up my share as a goodwill gesture.”
Kenneth and Kristoff exchanged a glance and nodded tensely. “Fine!”
Just then, Sylvester stepped forward and piped up, “Mr. Carrall, Mr. Shalvis, the Cooper family arrived before all of you. Don’t we deserve a share too?”
Kenneth took out his pent-up rage on Sylvester and roared, “Get lost! The Coopers are sh*t! You don’t deserve a share with us!”
Humiliation washed over Sylvester after he was being told off by a young man like Kenneth. Still, he could only suppress his displeasure and rage. Even with reinforcements, Sylvester was too weak to defeat the members of the Thunderstorm Sect.
If he engaged Kenneth in a battle, Colin Zare of the Shadow Estate and even Kristoff of the Shalvis family might join the fight and worsen Sylvester’s chances.
