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Chapter 1332 He Is Not A Demonic Cultivator
“He is not a Demonic Cultivator,” Mr. Sanders suddenly said, dispelling Zion’s accusation at once. “How did Jared
prove he is not a Demonic Cultivator, Mr. Sanders?” Zion asked Mr. Sanders after bracing himself.
“Because no evil spirit has ever escaped my eyes.” Mr. Sanders waved his palm after he spoke.
A mass of gentle white light enveloped Jared at once, who suddenly felt extremely comfortable as though he was
submerged in a hot spring.
The white light surrounded Jared and swirled incessantly before slowly dispersing.
Everybody exclaimed as they watched the scene unfold as they finally obtained proof that Jared was not possessed
by an evil spirit.
Zion, on the other hand, fell into his chair.
It appears that Jared is not possessed by an evil spirit after all. We have all seen Mr. Sanders’ moves, and the evil
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtspirit within Jared would have materialized under the gentle light. How did his strength grow with such speed if he
were not possessed?
Zion could not comprehend it, but Ryker, seated beside him, had been silent as he gazed at Jared with interest.
Jared’s constitution and his cultivated techniques are exactly what I want.
“All right, meeting adjourned. Keep your eyes peeled and report any sightings of men in black at once.”
Mr. Sanders waved his hand, and the biggest meeting in history ended as quickly as it began.
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The leaders of the many sects wore shocked expressions.
They could not understand why Mr. Sanders had incurred much expense to summon them all there if he wanted to
discuss the men in black where all he had to do was circulate a notice.
Though the crowd appeared puzzled, nobody dared question Mr. Sanders. Instead, they rose to their feet and took
their leave.
Zion’s features twitched. “Doesn’t Jared owe me an explanation for killing my people in the Warriors Alliance, Mr.
Sanders?” he asked Mr. Sanders through gritted teeth.
The others stared at Zion in shock at his open defiance against Mr. Sanders.
Zion, however, knew very well that it was the only thing he could do or he would risk losing his life.
Mr. Sanders gazed at Zion coldly. “What sort of explanation are you expecting? Are you thinking of fighting him
here?”
Zion quickly lowered his head to avert Mr. Sanders’ cold gaze. “I wouldn’t dare!”
“Then get the hell out of here! I said I will take care of it, and I will.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZion shuddered. With one last venomous look at Jared, he swiftly led the members of the Warriors Alliance out of
the Department of Justice.
Mr. Sanders turned to Jared after Zion departed with his men. “You are bold, Jared. How dare you murder in the
arena? Do you think I wouldn’t dare lay a finger on you? Or do you think of yourself as special?”
Mr. Sanders’ aura frightened Lachlan and Howard, while Jared, who stood in front of them, remained unperturbed.
“Isn’t that what you wish to see, Mr. Sanders?” Jared asked with a wry smile.
Mr. Sanders scanned Jared, taken aback. “What do you mean?”
“You turned up late, Mr. Sanders, and gave me so much time,” Jared explained calmly. “Didn’t you want me to
cause trouble in the arena? Only when the waters are stirred will the fishes appear. Wasn’t that what you wanted?”
“Hahaha. Why, you little…”
Mr. Sanders boomed with laughter, the coldness in his expression disappearing in an instant. “You stirred the
waters, you clean it up. Get out of the Department of Justice. Your survival is no longer my concern.”
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