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.

such a large force? What brings you

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not familiar with

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it's the head of Ink Pavilion in person. Forgive my poor eyesight,

him, Bessie's expression also changed slightly. Neither of them had expected that Quillan Inkwell would personally lead the

Mr Fowler." Quillan replied. "And this lady

years ago, rumors in the martial world claimed that Mrs Charleston had suffered a severe blow, losing all her cultivation. Now, looking back, it

Master of Ink

some precious treasure for Glavale, am I right?" continued

Inkwell." Arthur said with a smile. "My old lady and I are simply tired of the martial world 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

Quillan chuckled coldly. As he spoke, he took out a jade

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

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

something to do with the Five Elements Jade Pendants." Quillan said as he

pendant was to gauge their reactions, and the

If you can provide some details, 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 speak

Ink Pavilion's master came for a jade pendant?" Bessie responded, "I'm afraid you'll 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

that so?" Quillan narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and continued, "In that case, I thank

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 to

so?" Quillan narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking for a moment. "Very well, I'll thank you both." With that, he waved his 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 Ink Pavilion group to enter the village. In the

group began a 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 leader of the group approached Quillan and shook

and Bessie had allowed his people to enter the village,