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Donald froze. "Transport you back to Sage Lake Sect? What's going on here?"
Moreover, Bocek's tone was humble in contrast to when he came before, demanding Donald to do his
bidding.
What the hell happened?
Even as Donald looked on blankly, Bocek sighed. "I won't lie to you. My plan failed, and Frank
Lawrence has taken the Goldeater Cane while also crippling my cultivation. We are simply no match for
him... No, even Sage Lake Sect is no match for him. That's why my daughter and I will return and warn
the chief, after which we will leave the sect and all this bloodshed behind us.
"I'd also advise you to give up on your enmity for Frank Lawrence. That is, if you value your life."
Donald was clenching his chair's armrest so hard that it could break, his eyes red as he spiraled
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttowards insanity.
Useless, incompetent fools! All of them!
Bocek was Skyrank's fortieth and a high elder of Sage Lake Sect, but he could not even handle one
miserable prick named Frank Lawrence?! And he even came to tell him to give up on beating Frank?!
Donald was livid—what about Drakon? Who would avenge his son?!
Still, he suddenly said, "Actually, Mr. Ocean. It's not as bad as you think."
As the Salazars looked on, Donald slowly walked toward Bocek.
Then, when he was close enough, he suddenly whipped out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed
Bocek in the gut before Bocek could react!
"Argh! What." Bocek's eyes widened in disbelief as he glared Donald. "H-How dare you."
His meridian nexus was already destroyed, and he was thoroughly injured inside out or Donald would
not have reached him so easily.
"Father!" Quinn screamed, but the Salazars' guards knocked her down, pinning her on the floor before
she could leap towards them.
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Donald gritted his teeth, his eyes flaring with madness even as he leaned in to
whisper into Bocek's ear. "First Jaud White, and now you. There's no chance for my family to turn the
tables now, but I can still keep going until I avenge my son!"
He then cackled madly. "Your cultivation was lost? Oh, don't worry. You can show your value by dying
— Sage Lake Sect won't leave your death unanswered, right?" "You bastard!" Bocek realized right then
that Donald was going to kill him and pin the crime on Frank so that Sage Lake Sect's chief would
declare war on Frank!
"Father!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmQuinn's cultivation was destroyed as well, but she was not injured like Bocek was.
She could still fight with her martial techniques, and she kicked away the Salazars' guards as she
rushed toward Donald.
"Die, you wretch!"
"Don't you fucking move!"
Donald could not care less—as soon as Quinn leapt toward them to save her father, he pulled out his
dagger and pressed it against Bocek's neck, bellowing, "On your knees—or do you want your father
dead?!"
Quinn stared at the dagger dripping with Bocek's blood and dropped to her knees in anguish.
Though Bocek had never been this desperate, he bellowed, "Get up, Quinn! Don't do it!"
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