The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Chapter 840

Haylan appeared abruptly as if he had materialized out of thin air with no warning. He stood before Lawrence, his gaze fixed on the red–robed messenger.

The red–robed messenger’s expression changed, a mix of surprise and fear washing over his face. He quickly retreated, putting distance between himself and Haylan. His eyes locked with Haylan’s, disbelief etched across his features. “How did you find your way here?” he asked, his voice filled with incredulity.

The cave nestled deep in the snowy mountains, concealed from prying eyes. It was a hidden sanctuary far away from any human habitation, adding an air of mystery and seclusion.

Moreover, he had set up numerous defense and alarm mechanisms outside the cave, which would alert him to any movement or disturbance outside.

alarms. The red–robed messenger was bewildered. “How is this possible?” he wondered, his mind racing for

would I know? Of course, it’s because of the clues and

of cooking oil

of the red–robed messenger contracted sharply as he looked at the cooking oil on Haylan’s finger. Then, he glanced at Lawrence, who was standing behind Haylan. Anger

saying, “Haylan, you

upon the key information in

all that was to exploit your weakness, to use your desire for power, and to fabricate a lie to buy time. Did you really think the cooking oil on me was only for defense against your cursed beetles? Well, you’re wrong. The cooking oil on me has a special fragrance that lingers in the air. By dousing myself in cooking oil, I naturally acquired that scent. As you took me away, drops of cooking oil would fall along the way, creating markers that Mr. Jaber could

he grabbed a handful of snow and wiped off

he said in a deep voice, ‘So, you already planned everything before my arrival. Deliberately dousing yourself in oil, deliberately allowing me to take you away, just so you could let Landon and Yvonne escape. Then, you fabricated the lie of the spirit gathering array, purposefully being slow in setting up

saved,” Lawrence nodded and continued to toy with the meteorite in his hand. He continued, “But in terms of intelligence and foresight, you are nothing in front of me. Although not being able to see your true face is a loss, it is an unexpected joy to obtain such a meteorite from your hands. This

an endless rage surged within him. He clenched his fists tightly, creating cracking sounds.