Ever since Connor's last departure from Honduria, he had been engrossed in researching ways to confront Yaakov. Consequently, he remained oblivious to Yelena's situation.
Waverly's tone was tinged with confusion as she addressed Connor, "Miss Yelena took the recovery dicine upon her arrival at Purple Cloud Sect. After resting for a few days, she woke up. I explained the situation to her, and after expressing her gratitude, she left the Purple Cloud Sect. It seems she has gone abroad. Has she not contacted you, Sect Leader McDonald?"
Connor gazed at her and gently shook his head. He knew his previous conversation with Yelena had been rather harsh, and she probably wanted nothing to do with him now.
"Oh, I see," Waverly nodded slightly and continued, "Sect Leader McDonald, even though I'm not certain about your relationship with Miss Yelena, I know her feelings for you run quite deep."
Perplexed, he asked, "Why do you say that?"
"When Miss Yelena was unconscious, she kept calling out your na," she softly replied.
Upon hearing her words, he fell into silence.
With a cheerful smile, she said, "Well then, Sect Leader McDonald, if there's nothing else, shall we leave?"
"Sure." He nodded, acknowledging her with a faint smile.
After a mont's hesitation, Waverly turned and departed.
Left alone, Connor stood in the sa spot, his mind in turmoil. He had initially believed that finding Yaakov would lead to avenging his parents. However, upon hearing Yaakov's revelations, he now suspected a deeper conspiracy behind their deaths. Seeking revenge for his parents seed far more complicated than he had imagined. But he wasn't certain whether Yaakov's words were truthful or deceptive. So, he had no choice but to patiently await news from the Second Elder.
After Second Elder and Waverly took Yaakov and left, Connor departed Yaakov's mansion alone.
The mansion lay in ruins, a scene of desolation. However, he wasn't concerned; he knew soone would clean up the ss.
...
On the other side, within the Collier family's mansion in York.
The mansion was aglow with lights, its grandeur unmatched. The top echelons of the Collier family had gathered, recognizing the significance of this evening.
Beau instructed Maurice to eliminate Connor. If he succeeded, tranquility would be restored. But if he failed, it would spell calamity for them.
Hence, anxiety etched the faces of the Collier family's high-ranking mbers.
Standing before a window, Beau stared outside with a grave expression, his thoughts hidden.
"Mr. Beau, there's bad news!" At that very mont, a suited bodyguard burst into the room, his voice tinged with anxiousness.
Taken aback by the bodyguard's words, Beau's expression turned unusual. He quickly turned and asked, "Is there news from Maurice?"
"Maurice is dead!" The bodyguard's words were grim, his teeth clenched.
"What? Maurice is dead?"
"How's that possible? How could Maurice die?"
Shock washed over everyone in the Collier family. Their expressions held disbelief, even Albert's face displayed astonishnt.
"How did Maurice die? Did Connor kill him?"
Beau tried to control his emotions and asked the bodyguard in a low voice.
The bodyguard hesitated before answering in a hushed tone, "Yes. Maurice was killed by Connor. Maurice was no match for him..."
Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the Collier family mbers grew even more astonished, bordering on incredulity.
"How is that possible? Maurice couldn't even match that brat's prowess?"
"Exactly, Maurice is a Black-rank martial artist. Could Connor really surpass him?"
Doubt clouded their expressions.
However, Aida's face held confusion. She knew more about Connor than the others in the Collier family. Still, she hadn't expected that even Maurice wouldn't be a match for him.
"Did Connor defeat Maurice on his own, or did soone secretly aid him?" Beau asked the bodyguard with hesitation.
"Connor defeated Maurice on his own. However, mbers of the Purple Cloud Sect were present, though they didn't intervene," the bodyguard replied.
"It turns out that the Purple Cloud Sect had been aware of our plans against Connor!" Beau's voice resonated with a hint of excitent.
"Master, what do we do now?"
"Yes, master. If we don't eliminate Connor, he will undoubtedly beco a significant threat!"
The family mbers turned to Beau with worried expressions.
"Quiet!" Beau thundered, then continued, "Do you all think I don't want to get rid of Connor and avenge Maurice? But tell , how do we eliminate Connor now? Who among you has the ability to do so?"
The family mbers stood frozen, their faces awkward. They didn't know how to respond.
"Trying to eliminate Connor through conventional ans is already impossible. Unless I take action personally, no one can kill him. But if I step in, the Purple Cloud Sect will certainly intervene. Then, this matter will escalate into a conflict between our Heavenly Sect and the Purple Cloud Sect!"
Beau paused briefly before continuing, "Though our Heavenly Sect has made significant progress in recent years, confronting the Purple Cloud Sect would lead to disastrous consequences. Do you understand?"
The individuals present lowered their heads, silenced by the gravity of the situation.
After all, the Collier family's influence in York stemd entirely from the Heavenly Sect's existence.
They knew that if the Heavenly Sect faced trouble, their interests would inevitably suffer greatly.
Earlier, the Collier family mbers had all been resolute about eliminating Connor for Maurice's sake. That was because they believed their interests wouldn't be impacted. However, if their interests were at stake, they would undoubtedly resist Beau's plans to deal with Connor.
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