Chapter 2081: A Change in Attitudes Chapter 2081: A Change in Attitudes Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Braydon Neal’s voice brought a sense of relief to Falcon Macall and Rae Haase, who sighed audibly.
Neither of them dared to speak further and quietly followed behind Ivory Macadam.
Soon, they reached the center of the Dark Forest, where the dangers were far more pronounced.
This area was not only ho to immortal king-level demonic beasts but also great celestials and even a few peak-level beasts.
Braydon silently trailed behind them.
Navigating the Dark Forest posed no challenge for him.
If he wanted to, Braydon could traverse it in no ti.
However, he chose to stay close to Ivory and the others to maintain his cover.
Suddenly, a giant eagle appeared in the sky, circling above Ivory.
“It’s Lord Locke,” Falcon and Rae exclaid, visibly thrilled.
Ivory’s face lit up with joy as she waved to the eagle.
“Brother, I’m here!” The eagle descended gracefully, stirring up a whirlwind of sand.
A burly man leaped from the eagle, spear in hand.
“Ivory, I’ve finally found you!” he exclaid.
“You little rascal, I told you to use the signal bead!
Why didn’t you?” Ivory gave an awkward smile and replied, “Brother, I wanted to, but I lost the signal bead earlier.
I think the stolen ferret took it, so I couldn’t contact you.” The man pinched his forehead in exasperation.
How could his sister be so careless?
“Lord Locke Macadam.” “Lord Locke.” Falcon and Rae greeted him respectfully.
Locke smiled warmly.
“Thank you for looking after my sister these past few days.” “Not at all, not at all,” Falcon replied hastily, waving his hands.
Ivory glanced around and called out, “Lige Guay, co out for a mont.
My second brother is here, and I’d like to introduce you.” Locke looked surprised.
Soone else was nearby?
He hadn’t detected such impeccable stealth.
After a brief silence, Braydon’s cold voice erged.
“There’s no need.
Thank you for your kindness, Miss Ivory.” “Since your brother is here, I’ll take my leave.” Ivory grew anxious.
She had finally found a capable ally—why was he leaving now?
“Wait!” she called out.
“Co out first.
I have a thousand-year-old dracaena here!” Braydon, who had been turning to leave, stopped abruptly.
Internally, she gave herself a thumbs-up for her convincing acting.
As expected, her main body’s skills had not gone to waste.
Monts later, Braydon materialized before Ivory.
Falcon and Rae flinched instinctively and stepped aside.
Locke’s eyes locked onto Braydon.
His sharp gaze softened with suspicion when he saw Braydon’s strikingly handso features.
He then noticed his sister’s joy as she eagerly handed the hard-earned dracaena to Braydon.
Wasn’t this akin to counting money for the person who sold you?
Locke’s expression darkened with realization.
His gaze on Braydon turned dangerous.
Was this guy playing hard to get with his sister?
He extended his senses to gauge Braydon’s strength, but to his shock, he found himself repelled.
Worse, his attempt had been detected.
“Lord Locke,” Braydon’s cold, emotionless voice broke through, “don’t you know it’s rude to probe soone’s strength without permission?” Locke’s pupils contracted in alarm.
His peak great celestial realm strength had been noticed—and rebuffed.
“It’s a misunderstanding!” Locke quickly replied.
“A misunderstanding!
Brother Lige, please don’t take offense.
It’s an old habit of mine—I’m at fault.” Braydon turned his gaze to Ivory.
“Miss Ivory, why did you call out?” Ivory felt a twinge of grievance at his icy tone.
You didn’t seem so indifferent when accepting my gift!
Now that you have it, this is how you treat ?
Scumbag!
Still, she forced a smile.
“Lige, my family holds so influence in the Myriad Demon Sect.
My elder brother is the head outer disciple, and my elder sister is the inner sect elder’s last disciple.
They wield considerable sway.” “This year’s disciple recruitnt is group-based.
I’d like you to join our group.
That way, we can support each other, and I can offer you a reward.” Braydon hesitated briefly before responding coldly, “No need.
I can pass the test on my own strength.
Thank you for your kindness, Miss Ivory.” He tapped the black flute at his waist, and the rustling of leaves echoed around them.
Suddenly, crows sward the surrounding trees, their scarlet eyes glinting ominously.
“N-Night crows!” Locke stamred, wide-eyed.
“It’s night crows!” Among the flock, one emitted an aura that rivaled Locke’s own, leaving him even more stunned.
If Braydon participated in the assessnt, success was all but guaranteed—he might even attract the attention of the sect’s elite.
Realizing the potential benefits of aligning with Braydon, Locke’s thoughts turned calculating.
His sister’s curiosity about Lige might even blossom into affection.
If that happened… Locke’s eyes glead with ambition as he spoke to Braydon.
“Lige, your confidence is admirable, but the Myriad Demon Sect’s assessnt draws countless prodigies.
A small misstep could delay your entry.” “My sister is sincere and would never harm you.
My family will fully support you—it’s a win-win situation.” Ivory blushed.
Honest?
Did he just call her stupid?
But seeing Braydon’s expression, she reconsidered.
Maybe being honest wasn’t so bad after all.
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