The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6188

At the front stood a middle-aged man in a white robe, with a golden lotus embroidered over his chest.

His features looked refined, and a mild smile rested on his face, but something dark and hidden still leaked through it.

It was Cedric, the Vice Preceptor of the Hallowmere Order.

Behind him stood 4 or 5 disciples of the Hallowmere Order. Every one of them was strong, all at or above High Immortal Realm Level Seven.

Cedric looked at Jared and Evelyn inside the cave with a broad smile, as if he were meeting old friends again.

"Young Master Chance, Miss Evelyn, you two really made me work to find you."

His voice came out warm and easy, but there was a chill under it that crawled straight into the bones.

Evelyn's face drained. She moved on instinct and stepped in front of Jared.

"You... how did you find this place?!"

Cedric smiled faintly.

His gaze settled on Evelyn, and a flash of naked greed passed through his eyes.

"Miss Evelyn, you belong to the Hallowmere Order. There's a mark on you that only our order has. It doesn't matter where you run. I can always find you."

He paused, then shifted his eyes to Jared.

Something strange flickered in his gaze.

"What I didn't expect was to find you with Jared. I heard he caused quite a scene at the Celestial Basilica. Even that old thing Cillian came out of it having taken a loss. Tsk. The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline really is something else. No wonder you're no ordinary man."

Jared only looked at him in silence.

The calmer Jared stood there, the less settled Cedric became.

He had heard enough already.

Jared's cultivation might not be high, but his strength was monstrous. He had even killed an Elder in the True Immortal Realm.

But looking at Jared now, Cedric saw the pale face and the weak, unsteady aura.

The signs were obvious. Jared was badly wounded.

Cedric settled at once.

The smile on his face spread even wider.

"Young Master Chance, Miss Evelyn, come with me. I can promise you this—if you cooperate and behave, no one will hurt you."

Evelyn clenched her teeth.

"In your dreams! I'd die before I went back with you!"

Cedric let out a sigh and shook his head.

"Miss Evelyn, why make this harder than it has to be? I treated you well. I gave you resources. I gave you chances to cultivate. And still you couldn't tell what was good for you. You ran off with an outsider instead. That really disappoints me."

He paused again.

The smile slowly left his face, and something colder took its place.

"If that's how you want it—refusing a toast only to drink a punishment—then don't blame me for getting rough. Do it!"

The second the words left his mouth, the Hallowmere disciples behind him all moved at once and rushed Jared and Evelyn.

Evelyn's face changed again as she yanked out her sword and met them head-on.

But her own injuries still hadn't healed.

Against this many opponents, she had no chance.

In only a few exchanges, they forced her back again and again.

Each retreat came closer to disaster.

Jared pushed himself to his feet, trying to go help her, but a wave of dizziness slammed into him and nearly sent him crashing to the ground.

His injuries were far too severe.

He had no strength left to fight.

Evelyn was almost at her limit.

A hard light flashed through Jared's eyes. He gritted his teeth, forced his spiritual power up, and prepared to risk everything in one last desperate move.

Just then—

Boom!

A deafening blast tore through the entrance of the cave.

Broken stone exploded through the air, and dust rolled everywhere.

The shockwave hurled several Hallowmere disciples backward.

They hit the ground hard and spat out blood.

Cedric's expression broke. He quickly retreated several steps and stared toward the entrance, every bit of him on guard.

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