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Chapter 690 Having Emrys All To Himself
Sylvia couldn’t comprehend the mysterious thoughts racing through the mind of the bald–headed man.
First, he had the audacity to take advantage of me, leading to his expulsion from the sect. And now,
he’s taken his recklessness a step further by openly provoking Rodney. Rodney, firmly stuck in the
middle–phase of the Golden Elixir Stage, poses a death wish for anyone foolish enough to challenge
him head–on. Doesn’t rushing into that confrontation scream “suicide mission“?
Didn’t he notice that even Mr. Gallagher refrained from venting his anger? Since when did it become
the turn for someone of such insignificant stature to steal the spotlight?
Sylvia couldn’t quite pinpoint why her anger was so consuming this time.
In the past, she had never paid any attention to the men around her.
Was it because of that loathsome bald man, the first person audacious enough to smack her bottom?
Or perhaps it was the guilt she felt knowing that he was expelled from the Crimson Sun Sect because
of her. Maybe it stemmed from the bald man’s unexpected admission of his faults when she decided to
change the punishment method.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOr, as Hollie had playfully suggested, it might just be because that bald guy was quite attractive!
These reasons formed a complex tapestry of emotions that swirled within Sylvia.
Girls, after all, had intricate thoughts.
Sylvia, in her audacious style, turned to Ameera and voiced her thoughts, “Ms. Lozano, why don’t you
try to reason with him? That baldy might be detestable, but it would be a shame if he ended up dead.”
As her emotions regained their balance, she naturally shifted to addressing Ameera as her
teacher.
But even as the words left her lips, Sylvia herself found the plea for the bald man surprising.
Could it be that I’m genuinely pleading on his behalf? No, that can’t be. It has to be mere pity, nothing
more, she quickly reassured herself.
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However, Ameera glanced at Quincey first, then let out a cold snort, “Even Quincey isn’t concerned, so
why should we be? If that baldy is hell–bent on self–destruction, then so be
Watching this unfold, Quincey’s discomfort grew palpable..
It felt incredibly unpleasant.
He knew full well about Emrys‘ capabilities, and he had no fear of Rodney whatsoever. However, if
Emrys decided to take action now, his bald head would become renowned throughout Mount
Kushburn.
What purpose did all their previous performances serve, then?
It would all be meaningless.
Quincey had his own hidden motives beneath the surface. He had advised Emrys to keep a low profile,
ostensibly to steer him clear of trouble. But in reality, he wanted Emrys all to himself, to be savored in
solitude.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe sensation of being the only person buttering up Emrys was entirely different from the feeling of a
hundred doing the same.
Emrys, in his early twenties, possessed extraordinary strength that defied the heavens, making his
cultivation talent nearly unparalleled in Mount Kushburn. He was an invincible presence, a defiance of
the natural order.
Once this news got out, Mount Kushburn would surely be shaken to its core. It was no longer about
being the inheritor of Azure King’s will.
Even if Emrys wasn’t the chosen inheritor, his remarkable strength and talent alone would make him
the object of desire for many sects.
Perhaps, he would be even more sought–after than an inheritor’s status..
Being an inheritor signified potential, an investment in the hope that one day, as Emrys grew, one could
bask in his reflected glory.
But if Emrys revealed his true strength at this juncture, it wouldn’t be an investment in the future; it
would be an immediate opportunity to ride on his coattails.
This was why Quincey didn’t want Emrys to take action.
Yet, he knew it was futile.
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