The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 501 The Head of Ink Pavilion, Quillan Inkwell

"Bob, have you mentioned this matter to Mr Hum?" Night Orchid continued after a brief pause.

"I mentioned it briefly," Bob Stokes nodded. "But it seems that the old man isn't interested. I told him as much as I knew, but he didn't ask any further questions. I suspect he knows something but is unwilling to tell me."

"Most likely," Soul Chaser agreed, tapping his lips. "I wonder what they're hiding."

"By the way, Bob, does Mr Hum know that Ink Pavilion is targeting this place? Isn't he concerned about the situation here?"

"I asked him, and he just told me to mind my own business and not to worry about it."

"Alright." Soul Chaser shrugged.

"It's about time. Let's follow them and see what's happening." Ian Blade suggested.

"Agreed," Bob Stokes nodded and then turned to a man from Central Sky Office behind him. "Notify everyone to stay put here and wait for my call."

"Understood!" the man nodded.

Subsequently, Bob Stokes and his group headed in the direction of the village.

Meanwhile, the three groups sent by Ink Pavilion had already arrived at a large grassy area outside the village. The leader of these groups was none other than the head of Ink Pavilion, Quillan Inkwell. He still wore a black-and-white mask on his face.

Shortly after, the sound of footsteps echoed, and Arthur and Bessie led a hundred men and women out of the village. The men and women were all dressed in martial attire, with serious expressions and no hin of emotion on their faces.

with such a large force?

Fowler, it's been many years since we last met. You look more spirited than ever!" Quillan said with

not familiar with our guest from Ink Pavilion." Arthur

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slightly. "So, it's the head of Ink Pavilion in person. Forgive my poor eyesight, I didn't recognize you. My apologies for

him, Bessie's expression also changed slightly. Neither of them had expected that Quillan

mind, Mr Fowler." Quillan replied. "And this lady must be

in the martial world claimed that Mrs Charleston had suffered a severe blow, losing all

Ink Pavilion graced

obscurity here for two decades. If I'm not mistaken, you must be guarding some precious treasure for Glavale, am I right?" continued Quillan. "Ink Pavilion is quite curious about

and decided to find a place to retire. We've been living here for so long, there's nothing of value here, let alone any

he took out a jade pendant from his pocket. "You two should recognize

of curiosity in his eyes. He continued, "I wonder what's special about

the side, Bessie's eyes briefly showed a hint of surprise when she saw

of you must have something to do with

he brought out the jade pendant was to gauge their

Mr Fowler, consider it a significant favor for Ink Pavilion. If both of you have any needs in the future, please don't hesitate to

be disappointed. In this village, apart from some moderately valuable medicinal herbs, there's nothing else of value, let alone any jade pendants. If you don't believe me, you can bring your

for a moment, and continued, "In that case, I

don't believe us, you're welcome to bring your people inside and search for anything that interests you. If you find anything, feel free

hand, and three to four hundred of his followers swiftly moved toward the village. Arthur and Bessie exchanged a glance but made no attempt to stop them, allowing the

search, inside and outside of each house, leaving no corner unexamined. Time passed quickly, and an hour had gone by before they emerged from the village.

understood that Arthur and Bessie had allowed his people to enter the