Chapter 4671

Slap!

Just as the sound rang through the air, a figure slinked in mysteriously with a sly expression.

It was Jarian.

At the sight of Cranos dead on the floor, Jarian rushed forward and congratulated Yarl with a gleeful expression. "Good job, Young Master! I knew you'd succeed." "Cut the crap," Yarl said expressionlessly. "Hurry and clean up for me."

Jarian hummed and dragged Cranos to the mat with Yarl's help. They wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and covered the bloodstains on his clothes to make it seem like he had died a sudden death.

Then, Jarian strode out of the tent to call for the elders, as instructed by Yarl.

Not long after that, a few elders rushed to the tent.

When the elders entered the tent and saw what was before them, they came to a halt. They were taken aback.

The elders could see Cranos sitting on the mat, and his eyes were shut. He was not breathing.

to him,

"Hasn't

few seconds later, the elders returned to their senses in waves of

Whew!

expression

dead, everyone. His internal energy had been incredibly disrupted from holding down the poison for His Excellency. He had to do it again before we set up camp and accidentally came into contact with some of

had tears flowing down his cheeks as the final word reverberated

man who understood that faking a sudden death would necessitate a scapegoat to blame. The South Cloud Royals were ideal for

What?

words, the elders' chests

f*cking South Cloud Royals. First, they harmed the Fiend Martyr, and now they've harmed Sir Cranos." "We'll have to make them pay for this

and indignance, and no

instantly, replaced with unspeakable

and he would be next

sorrow and heartbreak. He called out to Cranos' dead body. "Don't worry, Uncle! One day, I will take down the South

nodded in

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