A Man Like None Other

“Mr. Chance wouldn’t be in danger, would he?”

Serena, who had already left, was extremely worried about Jared.

“Let’s stop here. We’ll wait and see. If Mr. Chance can’t catch up, we’ll go back and check.”

Trystan waved his hand, causing everyone to halt.

After all, Jared was his lifesaver. If he were to stand by idly while Jared was in danger, if he were to turn a blind eye to a life in peril, Trystan would never find peace for the rest of his life.

Upon seeing his master preparing to go back and save Jared, Clifford quickly said, “Mr. Pruitt, we should leave now. Even if we return at this moment, I suspect Mr. Chance has already been captured or killed.”

Chance. Moreover, I discovered that those few Demonic Cultivators are all from the Inferno Devil lineage, which means

hand, was not at all worried about Jared. He even comforted both Trystan and

her. This made Clifford,

he is exceptionally talented and capable of

a faint smile, but soon after, he fell into slight contemplation as he continued, “However, how did Stephen and the others manage to discover Mr. Chance’s identity? Logically speaking, since Mr. Chance had altered his appearance and concealed his aura, he shouldn’t

finished speaking, he shifted his

that Stephen and his companions had identified Mr. Chance’s identity the first time they met, but merely pretended to be unaware? Then, they intentionally left, ran ahead to

couldn’t possibly suspect Clifford as they had known each other for so many years. Besides, Clifford

since Serena had already said that, he decided to go along with her

not worry about how Stephen discovered Mr. Chance’s identity for now. The pressing matter is whether Mr. Chance

furrowed slightly, his gaze constantly returning to the direction from which they had come. He dearly hoped for Jared to suddenly appear, safe and

Pruitt, I apologize for causing you