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Chapter 83 Eliminate the New Sect Leader

Leon snapped back to attention and scowled. “Is there anything else, or can we end this call?”

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“Wait, don’t hang up.” King quickly said. “Oliver mentioned a new sect leader has emerged. They say it’s some kid. Should we take her out before she settles in?”

Leon stayed quiet, pondering.

Ever since the old sect leader died, the Ghost Sect had been unstable. Underneath the apparent calm, a storm was brewing. The new, younger leader was especially vulnerable in this environment, easy to overthrow without leaving a trace.

They chose to remain uninvolved in the turmoil.

“We’ll stay out of it,” Leon finally decided. “We don’t need to get involved in their internal struggles. The new leader’s identity isn’t important to us,” he stated, his voice carrying a maturity and sharpness beyond his years.

King rubbed his chin, considering. “True, if the kid has the bracelet and stays out of our way, maybe it’s smarter to let her try to manage the chaos.”

“Exactly.”

King hesitated. “Should we let Oliver know our plan?”

Leon dismissed the idea. “No, he talks too much. The less he knows, the safer our position.”

“Alright,” King acknowledged quietly.

Oliver, ever naive, still believed in the sect’s supposed ideals of brotherhood and respect, oblivious to the real turmoil and deceit within its ranks.

While he sought to ingratiate himself with the new leader, the others were plotting for power.

Clearly, they were not on the same page.

him into a fool who harbours secrets, achieving nothing

up, his eyes meeting the starry sky and the illuminated skyscrapers along the road. At that moment, he

the operations of the Ghost Sect, he had grown numb, accustomed to the cold

think about leaving

lost in the quiet of the

the other end of the line, as if

“Y–You…

the New

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such things. Do you remember what happened to those who tried to leave without

eyes dropped, the reflections of the

I

for wondering! It’s forbidden even to think such things!” King’s voice was stern, “Leon, you and I are bound

pressed his

all too well the reality of

a good thing that we are just talking right now. If any higher–ups heard, how many lives do you think you’d

“I understand.” Leon replied.

hanging up, Leon slumped on a roadside stone bench, his gaze

right did he have to seek his own happiness? What right

Hold her?

Milly’s understanding of

the Burnett Mansion’s backyard, and a third was circling overhead, apparently struggling to

one enough? Why

can take one,

Milly was taken aback.

did she really

servants carry out seven large suitcases, grand and imposing; it almost seemed like they were moving an

for the right words. Had her brother emptied the

Burnetts, had never really lived the life