"You're missing the point here. Anyway, let me teach you a few tricks first. Otherwise, he'll keep calling me the bad guy."

Xezal grabbed Rebella's arm and pulled her along. The two of them headed toward a corner where the path source's concentration was the highest.

Meanwhile, Lesia stood at the peak of a mountain within the Great Historial Land's Forbidden Bloodshade. Her long hair swayed slightly in the breeze. Behind her, a man wearing a white robe with white hair waited silently and patiently for her to speak.

"Are you done talking?" Lesia finally broke the silence.

The white-haired man gave a slight nod. "Yes."

"An impostor." Lesia snickered. "Of all people, he decided to impersonate my master? Isn't he just asking to be caught?"

"Uh..." The man was unsure how to respond.

"Why do you think Master has tolerated the impostor's actions?" Lesia asked.

The white-haired man shook his head. "James always has his reasons for doing things a certain way. Sometimes, even I can't.....”

"You, Xzavion Bentley, are the person he trusts the most." Lesia turned to face him. "What are you planning to do after this?" Xzavion's brows twitched. He sighed, "I've resigned from my position in the Jademora Empire. Now, I plan to leave with my partner..."

want to take her as my disciple?"

immediately lifted his head, his eyes

her eyes. "Do you think I'm not good enough

and bowed slightly. "Ms. Lesia is a divine being. Thora would be honored

stay here. I need

of his storage space. Then, he

everyone

off all entries in and out of the

prohibited from making any contact with outsiders. Those who

a shiny token in front of

expect such an order. "Ms. Lesia, James told

slowly. "I decide whether

Xzavion stuttered, "...but...that is..."

going to follow my orders

took the token and

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