"Let's postpone this, Suto!" "Why postpone it? We need to know the fate of Reksapati and all his members!" replied Sutojoyo, disagreeing with Sumoharjo's suggestion. "In a situation like this, we mustn't act recklessly. I'm worried that Ronggo might have prepared a trap if we recklessly head there," Sumoharjo replied. "Don't tell me you're afraid, Sumo!" mocked Sutojoyo. "Do you even know the difference between fear and caution?" Sumoharjo scoffed, annoyed. "If Reksapati has truly suffered because of Ronggo, then we might share the same fate!" "I believe the two of us can defeat Ronggo and all his members, Sumo!" Sutojoyo retorted, unwilling to back down. "You still can't think ahead, Suto." Sumoharjo sat down on a cushioned chair. "If the situation were normal, we might defeat them. But have you thought about the fact that if Reksapati and so many of his members were defeated, what chance do just the two of us have? And we don't even know who has been helping Ronggo." "Why do y

"You can go wherever she pleases. Later, I'll give you part of the treasures stored in Father’s room as a provision," Ratnasari said with a smile to Darsih. "Now, let’s go to Father’s room!" she added. Darsih nodded. The middle-aged woman stepped forward, following Ratnasari, who had already exited the room. Deep down, Darsih felt heavy-hearted about leaving the place she had lived in for over twenty years. She could return to her family, but she wasn’t sure they were still around. During her years at the Devils Eagle sect, she had only returned home once, and that was fifteen years ago. After that, she had no news of her family. Not long after, they entered Reksapati’s room. Ratnasari knew exactly where her father usually kept his treasures. She opened a small cabinet in the corner of the room and retrieved a small wooden chest adorned with intricate carvings. "After this, you must leave this place immediately," Ratnasari said as she opened the small chest. She took out a pouch o

Due to the immense power exerted by Sutojoyo in his attack, a loud explosion was heard immediately.Thick smoke and dust billowed into the sky from the collision of the great energy between the two warriors, who were vastly different in age.Arya's body was pushed back five steps. Meanwhile, Sutojoyo, who was actually in an attacking position, was also pushed back a step further. His body was flung and nearly crashed into a sturdy tree behind him."I will never lose to you, boy! You will pay for Reksapati's death!" Sutojoyo shouted before charging at Arya again.A close-quarters battle resumed. Their movements were so fast, with each increasing the internal energy they unleashed.Elsewhere, Ratnasari moved to attack Sutojoyo's four subordinates. The title of "Devil's Angel" she held was not just an empty name. In a relatively short time, all four men had already fallen lifeless.As the day drew closer to night, the battle between them was still evenly matched. Sutojoyo then drew his p

Finally, the clash of their energies erupted violently. A powerful explosion reverberated through the forest, toppling trees in its wake.Ratnasari quickly channeled her inner strength to withstand the immense pressure pressing against her body. She knew the energy's force could rupture her blood vessels if she didn’t resist it.Her gaze remained fixed on the thick clouds of dust and smoke obscuring her vision. Unease surged through her mind like relentless waves. She feared something had happened to the young man who had captivated her heart.The beautiful girl gathered her courage to move closer. She unsheathed the two swords strapped to her back, ready for any possibility that Sutojoyo might still be alive.Though the risk to her safety was great, she paid it no mind. Her thoughts were consumed by Arya’s fate. If the handsome young man met his death, she didn’t know if she could go on living.Her delicate footsteps brushed against dry leaves and grass scattered on the ground as she

"What’s wrong, Arya?" Ratnasari asked, whispering. Her eyes followed Arya’s gaze, but she saw nothing."Just wait, they will appear soon!" Arya replied in a soft voice."Who are they? Are they members of the Red Moon Sect?" Ratnasari’s heart began to race."Seems not. They’re coming from a different direction than the path we walked before. I don’t know who they are, but I heard the sound of a woman screaming, and there are many of them.""Woman’s scream?" Ratnasari raised an eyebrow, showing her curiosity.After waiting a while, dozens of people emerged from the dense forest in the distance. Arya frowned and then smiled widely."Like the proverb says, ‘The longing for the summit brings the bird to the dish,’" he said.Ratnasari then looked at what Arya was seeing. However, the question remained—why was the handsome young man beside her so cheerful?"Do you know them?"Arya nodded. "Do you want your martial arts skills to be useful?""Of course. What’s the point of practicing martial