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The Man's Decree

Chapter 2159
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Chapter 2159 This Is The Rule

Jared sat cross-legged in his room as he refined the energy he had just absorbed.

Meanwhile, Archer stood at the entrance of Luminous Sect and puffed glumly on a cigarette.

There was no denying that Jared's appearance had dealt a heavy blow to his ego, especially since he

kept getting crushed by the former.

It was bad enough that Archer lost to Garthor because of Luminous Sect's lack of resources, but it was

even worse that he couldn't beat a mere Martial Arts Saint like Jared!

Just then, Emiliano led a handful of men to Luminous Sect and smirked when he saw Archer sulking

away. “Oh, my. Why is Luminous Sect's top disciple smoking all alone here? Is something bothering

you?”

Archer stared at the group before him with undisguised contempt, his gaze cold and menacing. “What

are you doing here at Luminous Sect, Emiliano? We don't have any dealings with Stormwind Sect, do

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we?”

Argh! The members of Stormwind Sect disgust me!

“That's right. However, I heard you guys have taken in a Demonic Cultivator, so I brought some other

clans to check it out! By the way, wasn't it said that Luminous Sect doesn't dabble in Demonic

Cultivation? Why would you still embrace a Demonic Cultivator, then? Are you not aware that they're

the public enemies of the martial arts world?” Emiliano scoffed.

“F*ck you! You guys are the ones who took in a Demonic Cultivator. Don't try to pin this on Luminous

Sect!” Archer fumed.

Emiliano didn't lose his temper, but a middle-aged man beside him was boiling with rage as he slapped

Archer hard.

No one had anticipated the man's move, so by the time they realized what was happening, Archer's

cheek had turned red and swollen.

“Watch your words, kid. I don't want you cursing and swearing. Understood?” the man warned as he

glared at Archer.

Having felt the aura emanating from the middle-aged man, Archer was so scared that he didn't dare

utter a sound.

“Don't bother yourself with this brat, Mr. Westwood. So what if he's Luminous Sect's top disciple? In my

eyes, he's nothing but trash!” Emiliano said, an ugly sneer on his face.

Needless to say, Archer was furious. However, with such a formidable fighter on Emiliano's side, he

knew better than to do anything reckless.

The next second, an elderly man stepped forward and glowered at Archer. “Where's Matthew? Get him

here to explain the situation to us. Does he really expect a small fry like you to receive us?”

“My master isn't here, Mr. Preston. He has gone out...” Archer said politely.

As it turned out, the elderly man was one of Purple Wind Sect's elders, Nedley Preston, which meant

he was far more powerful and influential than Archer. Therefore, the latter was most courteous and

respectful toward him.

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Emiliano chuckled. “Gone out? Is he trying to hide because he knows we're coming?”

"Stop spouting nonsense, Emiliano. Master has only just gone out. How could he have known about

your visit?” Archer replied while staring daggers at Emiliano.

“In that case, we'll wait for him inside...” the latter said before trying to barge his way through.

To his surprise, Archer stopped him in his tracks. “Outsiders aren't allowed to step into Luminous Sect

without Master's orders.”

“What? I've brought so many clan elders along, and you're still denying us entry? Luminous Sect sure

is arrogant, huh? Do you not have any respect for us?” Emiliano fumed, clearly inciting the other sects

to protest against Luminous Sect.

Within seconds, the other clan elders were smoldering with resentment.

“Is Luminous Sect such a big shot that not even elders like us can enter?" Nedley bellowed.

A troubled expression instantly crossed Archer's face. “Mr. Preston, this really is Master's rule. I don't

have a choice!”