Donald froze. "Transport you back to Sage Lake Sect? What''s going on here?"


    Moreover, Bocek''s tone was humble in contrast to when he came before, demanding Donald to do his


    bidding.


    What the hell happened?


    Even as Donald looked on nkly, Bocek sighed. "I won''t lie to you. My n failed, and Frank


    Lawrence has taken the Goldeater Cane while also crippling my cultivation. We are simply no match for


    him... No, even Sage Lake Sect is no match for him. That''s why my daughter and I will return and warn


    the chief, after which we will leave the sect and all this bloodshed behind us.


    "I''d also advise you to give up on your enmity for Frank Lawrence. That is, if you value your life."


    Donald was clenching his chair''s armrest so hard that it could break, his eyes red as he spiraled


    towards insanity.


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    Useless, ipetent fools! All of them!


    Bocek was Skyrank''s fortieth and a high elder of Sage Lake Sect, but he could not even handle one


    miserable prick named Frank Lawrence?! And he even came to tell him to give up on beating Frank?!


    Donald was livid—what about Drakon? Who would avenge his son?!


    Still, he suddenly said, "Actually, Mr. Ocean. It''s not as bad as you think."


    As the Szars looked on, Donald slowly walked toward Bocek.


    Then, when he was close enough, he suddenly whipped out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed


    Bocek in the gut before Bocek could react!


    "Argh! What." Bocek''s eyes widened in disbelief as he red Donald. "H-How dare you."


    His meridian nexus was already destroyed, and he was thoroughly injured inside out or Donald would


    not have reached him so easily.


    "Father!" Quinn screamed, but the Szars'' guards knocked her down, pinning her on the floor before


    she could leap towards them.


    "Why wouldn''t I dare?" Donald gritted his teeth, his eyes ring with madness even as he leaned in to


    whisper into Bocek''s ear. "First Jaud White, and now you. There''s no chance for my family to turn the


    tables now, but I can still keep going until I avenge my son!"


    He then cackled madly. "Your cultivation was lost? Oh, don''t worry. You can show your value by dying


    — Sage Lake Sect won''t leave your death unanswered, right?" "You bastard!" Bocek realized right then


    that Donald was going to kill him and pin the crime on Frank so that Sage Lake Sect''s chief would


    dere war on Frank!


    "Father!"


    Quinn''s cultivation was destroyed as well, but she was not injured like Bocek was.


    She could still fight with her martial techniques, and she kicked away the Szars'' guards as she


    rushed toward Donald.


    "Die, you wretch!"


    "Don''t you fucking move!"


    Donald could not care less—as soon as Quinn leapt toward them to save her father, he pulled out his


    dagger and pressed it against Bocek''s neck, bellowing, "On your knees—or do you want your father


    dead?!"


    Quinn stared at the dagger dripping with Bocek''s blood and dropped to her knees in anguish.


    Though Bocek had never been this desperate, he bellowed, "Get up, Quinn! Don''t do it!"