Chapter 1121 You Must Die
Back at the Medicine God Sect, Jared had expected the topic in the forum to be quickly shut down. Nonetheless, the impact he desired had been achieved.
Now that the Jetroinian assassins had been taken care of, there was no need for Jared to train in secret at the Medicine God Sect. As the new year was approaching, he endeavored to rescue Josephine and his mother before then so that they could celebrate the holidays together.
However, he was cognizant that in order to achieve his goal, he had to increase his strength further to reach the realm of a Martial Arts Marquis.
After all, barging into the Deragon residence or the Warriors Alliance wasn’t going to be a walk in the park.
Therefore, Jared planned to travel to Xenhall where Karl’s Pentacarna Tower was. He had decided to cultivate inside it for a while due to its ability to double the results of his training.
Before he set off, he received a call from Theodore asking him to drop by the Department of Justice.
“Mr. Chance, your maiming of the five Jetroinian samurais has caused such an uproar that Mr. Sanders is displeased. Hence, he wants me to tell you to keep a lower profile. Sticking out like that will only invite your detractors to take you down,” Theodore advised Jared softly.
Jared broke into a casual smile. “Got it.”
Obviously, he understood the risk he was taking by putting himself out there. Unfortunately, his enemies weren’t going to let him go just because he kept a low profile.
The problem was compounded by the fact that Josephine was still in the Warriors Alliance’s hands and he could do nothing about it. Furthermore, they would never admit to having kidnapped her.
Am I expected to reason with them? What kind of sick joke is that?
Since they had made their hostile intentions clear, Jared would rise to the challenge and show the world the price for offending him.
After leaving the Department of Justice, Jared hailed a taxi and headed to the airport, from where he planned to fly to Xenhall.
Just when the taxi drove along a secluded road, he suddenly felt a powerful aura lock onto him.
The dominance of the aura indicated to him that its owner was at least a Top Level Martial Arts Grandmaster if not someone more powerful.
“Mister, stop the car. I’m getting off here,” Jared ordered the taxi driver to drop him off.
“Mister, we’re still a ways away from the airport.”
The driver gave him a puzzled look.
“It’s fine.”
After throwing the driver a note for a hundred, Jared opened the door and got out.
Holding the bill in his hand, the driver shook his head at Jared’s silhouette. “What a strange man.”
Once the taxi drove off, Jared walked toward the forest beside the road.
The trees were almost bare since it was already late autumn.
Soon, Jared saw a figure whose back was facing him. With his hands clasped behind him, the man seemed to be waiting for someone.
“I didn’t expect your methods to be more brutal than mine. If you hadn’t made enemies of the Warriors Alliance, you might have become the top dog among Jadeborough’s youngest warriors.
As the figure gradually turned around, the murderous aura he emitted caused the trees around them to shake.
“Warren, are you here to kill me?” Jared calmly asked, staring at him.
“That’s right. As long as you’re alive, you’ll definitely become a threat to the Warriors Alliance. Therefore, you have to die,” Warren asserted coldly.
“You alone stand no chance against me. Nonetheless, I intend to cut your head down for kidnapping my girlfriend. It will serve to make up for the suffering you have caused her.”
As Jared glared at Warren, the murderous aura within him began to swell.
“Hahaha…”
With his head held high, Warren broke the surrounding trees in half with the resonance of his hearty laughter, which was filled with contempt.
