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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.

words would only turn him into a fool who harbours secrets,

sky and the illuminated skyscrapers along the road. At that moment, he

Ghost Sect, he had grown numb, accustomed to the cold act of killing, slowly losing touch with his own

you ever think about leaving the

a soft murmur lost in the quiet of the

a loud crash on the other end of the line, as if something heavy

“Y–You…

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things. Do you remember what happened to those who

of the city lights dimming in

I was

was stern, “Leon, you and I are bound

his

of

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

“I understand.” Leon replied.

slumped on a roadside stone bench, his gaze vacant

them, a normal life was a distant dream; what right did he have to seek his own

Hold her?

morning. Milly’s understanding of

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

brow. “Jordan, isn’t one enough? Why do we need so

calmly. “Why not? You can take one, and the

Milly was taken aback.

did she really need two

out seven large suitcases, grand and imposing; it almost seemed like they

is excessive.” Milly searched for the right words. Had

the Burnetts, had never really lived the life of one. What was routine