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.

remote village with such a large force? What brings

Fowler, it's been many years since we last met. You

familiar with our guest from Ink Pavilion."

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in person. Forgive my poor eyesight, I

also changed slightly. Neither of them had expected that Quillan

mind, Mr Fowler." Quillan replied. "And this

had suffered a severe blow, losing all her cultivation. Now, looking back, it seems those

the esteemed Master of Ink Pavilion graced us with your presence?"

treasure for Glavale, am I right?" continued Quillan.

simply tired of the martial world and decided to find a place to retire. We've been living here for

you insulting my intelligence?" Quillan chuckled coldly. As he spoke, he took out a jade pendant from his pocket. "You two should recognize this jade

Arthur replied with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He continued, "I

a hint of

Fowler, let's not play dumb. Both of you must have something to do with

pendant was to gauge their reactions, and

Fowler, consider it a significant favor for Ink Pavilion. If both

be disappointed. In this village, apart from some moderately valuable medicinal herbs, there's nothing else of value, let alone any jade pendants. If

that so?" Quillan narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and continued,

Pavilion Lord, if you don't believe us, you're welcome to bring your people inside and search for

toward the village. Arthur and Bessie exchanged a glance but made no attempt to stop them, allowing the

thorough 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. The

with slightly narrowed eyes. He understood that Arthur and Bessie had allowed his people to enter the village,