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It seemed as if to resolve the doubts in Bu Xin, Warren Earl squinted his eyes, a hint of coldness curling at the corners of his mouth as he spoke, "You don't need to be overly suspicious. Since I have made this request, I naturally have some follow-up guarantees in place.
To prevent you from playing any tricks, I will arrange for Hawk to follow you to the Imperial Capital. If you believe that your meager strength can contend with Hawk, then feel free to disregard my words."
"Hawk..." Bu Mei frowned, appearing quite apprehensive. Then, as if recalling something, she glanced at Warren Earl and asked with some confusion, "I don't understand. Since you can threaten me with Hawk, why did you bother with the Blood Contract before?
Moreover, why have you changed your mind? Instead of killing me, you allow me to continue representing the Aldra Family in the Peak Showdown. This is completely contradictory. Even if you hadn't made this request before taking action against me, I would still participate in the Peak Showdown. Wouldn't that achieve your goal effortlessly? Why go through such troublesome means of confrontation?
I can't comprehend it. Has Earl Warren Edra become accustomed to doing such absurd things? Always wanting to add unnecessary complications?" By the end of her statement, Bu's tone carried a hint of sarcasm as she coldly stared at Warren Earl.
As she voiced her questions, the frustration within her seemed to ease significantly, and she no longer felt as suppressed as before.
Warren Earl appeared to be oblivious to the sarcasm in Bu's words; his expression remained calm and inscrutable. He gazed at Bu and said calmly, "The weak have no right to choose; their fate is controlled by the strong.
Now that you possess Intermediate strength, it adds some weight to your position. I won't kill you; your existence is more valuable than your death." Although Warren Earl's words were harsh, they clearly indicated a willingness to spare Bu. Wendy let out a slight sigh of relief; both parties were her closest companions, and she truly did not want to see them face off against each other.
Bu Qing snorted in disdain at the response from the other party.
However, he knew that if he wanted to avoid death, it was best for him to agree to the request now. Fortunately, this request was not unreasonable and was not as unacceptable as establishing a Blood Contract.
"I can agree to continue representing the Aldra Family in the Peak Showdown. As for securing a spot in the top ten, that's beyond my control; I can only do my best." He tossed the Black-Clad Guardian towards Elder in Yellow and clapped his hands with an indifferent expression.
Elder in Yellow fumbled to catch the Black-Clad Guardian while eagerly calling out to his boss and asking questions incessantly. The near-death escape of the Black-Clad Guardian left both the White-Clad Guardian and Purple-Clad Guardian looking grim and speechless.
This was also part of Bu's intention; from the beginning, he had no plans to kill the Black-Clad Guardian. As Warren Earl said, a living person is more valuable than a dead one.
With the Black-Clad Guardian on hand, his life could gain some additional security. Even if Warren Earl did not care about this subordinate and insisted on killing him, it would dishearten others and affect their willingness to serve wholeheartedly in the future.
A master who shows no regard for their own life is unlikely to inspire loyalty from many.
Moreover, upon seeing the starkly different attitudes of the White-Clad Guardian and the Elder in Yellow, Bu Xin began to scheme.
Since the Guardians of the Aldra Family showed signs of infighting, why not stir the pot a little and encourage their internal conflict? As long as he spared the Black-Clad Guardian, once this Old Guy recovered, he would surely seek revenge on the White-Clad Guardian and others. When that time came, the chaos would likely escalate even further.
This kind of dog-eat-dog scenario was exactly what Bu Xin relished. It would not only make these Old Guys, who wanted him dead, uncomfortable but also plant an unstable bomb within the upper echelons of the Aldra Family. Such a win-win situation was too good to pass up.
In contrast to Bu Xin's underhanded tactics, Warren Earl's schemes were straightforward and aboveboard.
He laid it all out: either die or obediently participate in the Peak Showdown for the Aldra Family.
With two options presented, any smart person would choose wisely. Bu Xin's choice did not surprise Warren Earl; after all, he had made concessions. If the other party remained stubborn, then he would have no choice but to send this pawn on his way.
"Since you have agreed to my request, your life is temporarily spared.
However, if any bad news emerges from the Imperial Capital, such as you secretly colluding with some force, I believe Hawk will treat you accordingly." As Warren Earl spoke these words, Wendy's heart tightened again. She nervously stared at Bu Xin, fearing he might impulsively do something foolish.
The girl, already smitten with love, had long cast aside her family's honor and was solely focused on her beloved.
Even if Bu Xin allied with another force, she would not blame him; instead, she would worry even more for his safety, fearing he might anger her father and face dire consequences.
Seeing Wendy's anxious expression filled with concern warmed Bu Xin's heart. He gave her a reassuring glance before turning coldly to Warren Earl and saying, "Since I have agreed to your request, I will not do anything reckless. Even if I don't care about my own life, just considering Wendy's feelings alone is enough for me to refrain from such actions."
Warren Earl narrowed his eyes and glanced at Wendy beside him before snorting, "I hope that's true."
"I've already agreed to your terms, but my servant is still being hunted. If anything happens to him... well, it might be a bit difficult for me to fulfill our agreement," Bu Qing said while shaking his head and continuing to pressure Warren Earl without reservation.
Locke was merely a low-level one-star strength. The dozen or so Blood Robe Guards pursuing him were all low-level as well. With such a significant power disparity, how could Bu Xin not worry?
Having spent so much time together, Bu treated Locke like a friend. He didn't want to hear any bad news coming from Locke's side while everything seemed fine on his end.
Upon hearing Bu's seemingly threatening words, Warren Earl's gaze turned cold as he looked deeply at him. He then spoke to a spot beside him, "Hawk, go bring that Servant of his over. Hopefully, he's still alive."
At the mention of Hawk, Bu Xin felt a chill run down his spine. Following Warren Earl's gaze, he saw the area that had been empty suddenly reveal the shadowy figure of Hawk, appearing without any warning.
Even though he was somewhat prepared, Hawk's bizarre method of concealment still sent shivers down Bu Xin's spine. Facing such an elusive enemy, who was both powerful and preferred to hide in the shadows, striking unexpectedly when one was off guard, left no room for complacency.
In that moment, Bu Xin heightened his vigilance towards Hawk several times over. Against such a terrifying and troublesome Fellow, he had no reason to relax; he could only keep himself on high alert.
After making his appearance, Hawk bowed slightly to Warren Earl and then transformed into a shadow, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.
Bu Mo stared blankly in the direction where Hawk had vanished, speechless.
Warren Earl had arranged for a Fellow more terrifying than top thieves to monitor him, and he truly felt powerless. If he couldn't even catch a glimpse of others' movements, how could he possibly contend with such an opponent?
"If there’s nothing else, then everyone can disperse now," Warren Earl said as he clasped his hands behind his back and surveyed the surroundings.
Several Guardian Elders exchanged glances before obediently taking their leave.
"Old Black, you stay behind," Warren Earl called out to the Black-Clad Guardian just as the Five Guardians were about to leave. The other Guardian Elders paused in surprise but soon fell silent and exited.
The Elder in Yellow released his hold on the Black-Clad Guardian and left as well. They all had their suspicions about why Warren Earl wanted to keep the Black-Clad Guardian behind but felt it inappropriate to linger further.
At this point, only Bu and Wendy remained with the four others.
Bu cast a somewhat amused glance at the Black-Clad Guardian, having already guessed Warren Earl's reason for keeping him there.
"Old Black, I have seen everything that just happened. No matter how you five compete with each other, you are all Guardians of the Aldra Family. As the Great Guardian, you need to set an example. Do you understand what I mean?" Warren Earl's tone was low, and his gaze suddenly became sharp, staring directly at the Elder in Black with a stern expression.
Upon seeing this, the Black-Clad Guardian felt a tightness in his chest and quickly lowered his head, responding, "Yes... yes, I understand. Please rest assured, Earl Warren Edra."
Seeing the other party so humble and perceptive, Warren Earl's expression softened slightly, and he revealed a faint smile. He took out a bottle from his pocket and handed it to the Elder in Black, saying, "I see you are injured quite badly. This bottle contains three Snow Sun Pills; take them to heal your wounds. Don't let your injuries worsen. The vast Aldra Family still relies on your protection."
As he spoke, Warren Earl smiled and patted the Black-Clad Guardian's shoulder, adopting an expression of entrusting him with an important task, which made Bu feel a wave of nausea.
Hearing the words "Snow Sun Pill," the Black-Clad Guardian's face lit up with joy. He hurriedly bowed and said excitedly, "Thank you for your generosity, Earl Warren Edra. Please rest assured; I will do my utmost to contribute to the Aldra Family."
Rolling his eyes, Bu looked at the Black-Clad Guardian speechlessly, secretly cursing him for lacking backbone. Just a moment ago, he had been knocked senseless by someone else’s blow; now he was grateful for a mere sweet reward and acted as if he would die for someone who understood him.
With a smirk, Bu shifted his gaze to Wendy and found that the girl was currently covering her mouth and giggling at him, as if she could see his thoughts.
When Wendy suddenly looked at him, her face flushed red. She then widened her eyes like a cat as if trying to glare back at him. But when she noticed the wounds on Bu's body, her expression turned worried. She pointed at his injuries as if asking whether they were serious.
Smiling gently and shaking his head while looking at Wendy, who appeared kind-hearted and adorable like an elf, Bu felt warmth in his heart.
What a night it is to meet such a good person. Seeing her makes one forget their worries amidst wind and rain.
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