Edgar understood where she was going. “Fine. Since it’s only becoming an outer disciple and not an inner disciple, I will become—”
Just then his eyes caught sight of someone walking along the nearby road that was on the other side of half-destroyed rooms, someone in a dark brown cloak with silver designs on it. Every inch of the body, from the head to the toes was covered up pretty well. And the sight of the white wolf mask with red markings froze his expression.
He rubbed his eyes and looked again. There was no such figure now. He quickly stood and scuttled toward that road, puzzling his sister. He crossed the rooms and reached the road swiftly and looked around. It was practically desolate. “Am I seeing things?” he scratched his head. “Why did I remember her now?”
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WHIT 127 - SUCCESS
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WHIT 128 - THE COIN I
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WHIT 129 - THE COIN II
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WHIT 130 - LERO MOUNTAIN
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WHIT 131 - PAY TO SEE
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WHIT 132 - ARROWS VS BLADES
The arrow whizzed through the air and closed in on Lily’s brother, but a blade made a block in time. Held in a somewhat tight grip, it didn’t not move a millimeter during the impact.“It’s one after another,” the guard looked displeased as he landed back on the ground near the entrance. “This is why I hate living beings. They only know best to disrespect others. They are so foolish to disrespect their superiors, their emperor, and even God.” He pulled the arrow all the way back while looking at Edgar. “A mere foot disciple who doesn’t respect the hierarchy doesn’t get to live.” The arrow got covered with red drive right before he let go of it.Fabby had just calmed herself, but because the guard wasn’t moving his feet, she couldn’t tell whether he was preparing to shoot or not.
WHIT 133 - SPIRALING TROUBLE I
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WHIT 134 - SPIRALING TROUBLE II
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