A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5249

“Convinced now?” Corin asked, slipping the wooden sword behind his back, eyes twinkling.

Jared drew a slow breath and bowed. “Your swordplay borders on the divine. I accept my inferiority.”

“In that case,” Corin replied, “about joining Sword Sect—”

“Corin, I—” Jared began, but Corin flashed forward and pressed a palm to the younger man's shoulder. A warm yet irresistible surge of energy poured into Jared's body. Heat seared his skin.

He glanced down. A faint, gold sword-shaped sigil now shimmered on his shoulder.

“That is the disciple's imprint of Sword Sect,” Corin said, voice leaving no room for protest. “From this moment, you are ours. With your talent, you will serve as the leader. Lyra's temper runs hot; guide the sect's affairs in her stead.”

Lyra, who had been watching wide-eyed, broke into a radiant smile and offered Jared a graceful bow.

Jared opened his mouth, stared at the indelible mark on his shoulder, then at the hope shining in Corin's gaze, and finally released a helpless sigh. He understood—he had just been recruited by force.

Still, Corin's dominance carried no malice; every gesture brimmed with respect and sincere intent to cultivate him. That, at least, he could feel.

“Very well,” he murmured, the sigh slipping from his chest like a reluctant promise.

Jared Chance let out a small, resigned laugh. “Since you insist so firmly, Elder, I have no choice but to do as you ask.”

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