The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6664

The square's noise slowly fell behind them.

Jared and Gwendolyn had already left the crowd and were heading back to the inn.

Discussions still rolled through the streets like waves.

Some Demonic Cultivators were stunned.

Some still could not believe what they had seen.

Some were afraid.

Some were curious.

But no matter what they thought, no one dared mock Jared anymore.

A man who could draw a Demonic Bow that had slept for thousands of years and then break it in his hands was not someone ordinary Demonic Cultivators could provoke.

As Jared and Gwendolyn walked through the narrow streets, the cultivators on both sides stepped aside.

Their eyes were complicated.

Awe.

Caution.

Curiosity.

But no one approached.

"Will the City Lord send someone to check on you?" Gwendolyn asked softly.

"He will."

Jared's voice was calm. "A Golden Immortal Level One human cultivator drew the Hadad Descent's Demonic Bow and used sigil-bane aura. No City Lord would ignore that."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Wait."

Jared smiled. "If he wants to investigate, I will let him see what I choose to show him. This works out well. I also need him to help ask about Josephine."

Gwendolyn nodded and stopped asking.

They returned to the inn.

Master Veridian was sitting in the main hall drinking tea. The moment Jared entered, the old man grinned.

"Mr. Chance, I heard you made quite the scene. You snapped a demonic bow that had been passed down for thousands of years?"

"Already?" Jared was a little surprised.

"Of course."

Master Veridian stroked his beard proudly. "My ears are sharp. The whole city is talking about it. A human cultivator broke the Demonic Bow. A Golden Immortal Level One cultivator is hiding terrifying strength. He may be connected to the Hadad Descent. Tsk, tsk. Mr. Chance, you shook this little city hard."

Jared smiled and did not answer.

He sat down by the table, poured himself tea, and took a slow sip.

"Senior, there may be movement tonight. The City Lord's people should come."

Master Veridian's eyes lit up.

"A fight?"

"Probably not. Questions, most likely."

"Boring." Master Veridian curled his lip. "I thought I would get another chance to show my hand."

Jared was about to speak when his brow shifted slightly.

Someone was probing the room with spirit sense.

The strand of spirit sense was extremely well hidden. If Jared had not cultivated chaotic force and sharpened his perception to such a degree, he might not have noticed it at all.

The person behind it should be around Golden Immortal Level Five.

The technique was clean and practiced.

Clearly trained.

Jared did not expose him immediately.

He continued drinking tea, but the corner of his mouth lifted.

"They are here."

He set down the cup and stood, then walked toward the corner of the room.

That was where the spirit sense had entered.

Gwendolyn and Master Veridian looked at each other.

Neither spoke.

Jared reached the corner, raised his hand, and released chaotic force from his palm.

Gray light spread like an invisible hand.

It caught that strand of spirit sense and yanked hard.

"Come down."

A muffled groan sounded outside the window.

The next instant, a figure rolled off the roof and crashed onto the stone ground in front of the inn.

Jared walked out.

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