True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 196

Over in the village, a standoff was still underway. Meanwhile, Bagot, Candace and Kane, along with a group of villagers, had finally arrived in a rush.

The sight of no casualties brought a collective sigh of relief, and Joseph, previously unconscious, was now coming to with the aid of the bystanders.

Bagot couldn’t help but approach Winnie, who was still conversing with a young man.

“Winnie, who’s this?” he asked.

Winnie couldn’t risk exposing the sea dragon’s true identity, especially with the cameraman inching closer. She stuck to her earlier story.

“He’s a junior fellow apprentice I know. He was just nearby and came over when he saw my live broadcast.”

Bagot glanced at the young man, then at the wolves he was holding with ease, and whispered to Winnie, understanding dawning on him, “Is he also a mystic like you?”

Winnie was recognized as a grandmaster, and that fact had already sunk in for Bagot. Now, this young man who had appeared out of nowhere and effortlessly captured six wolves was clearly no ordinary individual.

Instinctively, Bagot thought he must be from the Mystical Sects. After all, it wasn’t normal for a kid to be out in the dead of night.

Winnie, caught off guard by Bagot’s guess, simply conceded with a nod.

“Yeah.”

Though Bagot’s question was whispered, the mic picked it up, and the live audience, upon hearing that the handsome young man was Winnie’s apprentice, forgot their prior fear and panic, affectionately spamming the chat with shouts for the “junior fellow apprentice.”

Winnie, seeing that the whole village had been disturbed by the earlier commotion, decided to take the young man with her.

Everyone’s eyes were drawn to the wolves he was holding. Not just the strength but the skill of holding three In one hand was extraordinary.

Mervin looked concerned, and the villagers were incredulous.

“Could it be all these incidents in the village lately were caused by these wolves?”

The barrage of comments flooded in.

“Werewolves?”

“They looked like ordinary wolves, but Winnie said they were spirits.”

purpose, they must have awakened

be that these are just the lesser

really are Werewolves

holding grudges. Surely the village must have done something to offend

kill wolves on a whim.

speculation, but Winnie was

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didn’t mention the possibilty of some spirits orchestrating these events it was better for the to

these six, several more

didn’t feel like catching them

seeing him will the wolves and not knowing where he was from, was sure he

we let them go, won’t they come

the wolves, the chief

would often pass the vendetta down to the next generation.

village relied on the mountain for its livelihood, and to offend the creatures that dwelled within meant endless

possible, the villagers preferred to coexist peacefully with them.

for now,” said Winnie, “I’ll take them back up the mountain in

was to find the

trapped, she doubted the

night of turmoil, and with Gentry and Joseph

back to rest,

to be

house, where the six wolves needed to

young man’s name?” Bagot inquired,

the young man holding the wolves, signaling him to speak for

and declared his name with gravity, “I am Sean.”

resonated with strength, echoing through the

lips twitched almost

the young man’s name, simply complimented, “Sean, a fine

were secured and the villagers sent home, the production crew ended the live broadcast,

the ground floor, right next to the storage where

the room and said, “Leave on your own in the morning. I can’t let you get close to him, and it’s useless for

he had taken great