Chapter 860: Can’t Let Things End
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He had to be more cautious and let Lord Bai Ze explain himself to the people from the other camps.
“You still want to acknowledge him as your lord?” Sun Jian asked coldly as he glanced at the conflicted guardians.
Why would they want a lord who did not care about the lives of his subordinates? Because he could cause them trouble and put them in a life-or-death crisis?
“If you want to acknowledge him, go ahead. Whoever wants to look for him can go. I won’t stop you,” he said loudly to the Camp Bai Ze guardians near him.
Whoever wanted to go could go; he certainly would not invite trouble for himself anyway.
Upon hearing his words, more than half of the survivors in the camp expressed that they would not go. A small number of them looked conflicted.
They wanted to go, but they were afraid they would not be able to return to Camp Bai Ze if they did.
After all, this was not a small matter. Many guardians had died.
But they still did not understand why their lord had captured so many cubs.
Lord Bai Ze fled, and he fled speedily.
Not only the guardians, but even Yan Nuo and the others could not catch up to him.
Two hours later, Lord Bai Ze pounded the tree trunk outside the Black Pact Forest with one hand. He leaned against the tree as he panted, deciding to rest for a while.
He had fought to the death in the camp. Otherwise, he would have died at the claws of the demonic beasts long ago.
He was exhausted after running for so long to avoid those people. He also had many injuries, so he was forced to stop.
“Sun Jian, just wait!”
It’s all Sun Jian’s fault for bringingpeople to the secret chamber to release the cubs. Ifhe hadn’t done that, I could’ve insisted that there were no cubs and kept this a secret.
I was so close to success, but he made me lose everything.
And those people from the other camps! What does capturing cubs have to do with them? How dare they question me?
“No, I can’t let things end .”
He could choose not to deal with people like Sun Jian now, but he had to capture as many cubs as possible again. Only then would he have a chance to counterattack in Huayan Peak.
Otherwise, he would have to live like a rat in hiding in the future.
He could not return to Camp Bai Ze. Even if the guardians in the camp listened to him, the people from the other camps would not let him off.
He was not afraid that they would join forces to question him about capturing cubs and make him admit his mistake. Instead, he was afraid that those shameless people would discover his secret art and demand that he hand it over!
After all the effort he had put in to seize this opportunity, how could he just hand it over to someone else?
No matter what, he had to successfully cultivate the secret art so that the outside world would fear, respect, and worship him like a god.
He refused to hand over the secret art to let more people know and practice it.
If that happened, he would not be unique in Huayan Peak anymore; he would not be the only one capable of traveling between planes and cultivating freely.
“I have to capture those cubs!” he exclaimed hatefully, but he frowned.
Why do I have to use fresh blood? Can’t I capture a cub, kill it, andpreserve its blood?