A man radiating mature charm erged from the shadows.
The slightly unkempt brown beard did not bring the slightest bit of sloppiness to him; on the contrary, it only made him look even more mature.
Of course, what truly captured attention was his aura.
Even without wearing the white cloak.
Even with the gray Death Qi in his eyes subdued.
That sense of deathly stillness still lingered around him.
Upon seeing him, Sean and Bonte felt as if they were looking at a living corpse.
Almost instantly, every hair on their bodies stood on end.
Like a cat arching its fur.
The two in the Cat Hole instinctively took on a vigilant stance.
The reaction of the Young Lion was even more exaggerated.
He not only jumped up entirely, his eyes widened, causing the color-concealing lens in his eyes to fall, and he kept exclaiming.
A "It's you" later was followed by—
"Impossible! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Potterman?
How could it be?
How could you, standing as the Left Cantor of the Death Poetry Society, be associated with Arthur Kledos?!
An illusion?
It must be an illusion!"
The person before him, the Young Lion recognized.
Though not familiar, the na Potterman was known to the Young Lion.
He also knew that this Left Cantor of the Death Poetry Society received special treatnt from both his father and elder brother.
No!
It was high-level treatnt!
But the more this was so, the more shocked and incredulous the Young Lion beca.
The man should have belonged to his father or brother, so why was he appearing at Arthur's side?
Even if he had directly defected to his brother, the Young Lion wouldn't find it so strange.
After all, there was a foundation for it.
His father acted as the "dium."
But Arthur...
A completely unrelated person!
How could he achieve this?
Was the man a mid-journey defector?
Or was he Arthur's from the very start?
If it was the latter, how many people has the Kledos Family planted within Inner Bay?
No way!
The Kledos Family isn't that formidable!
Arthur Kledos isn't that formidable either!
Everything is a coincidence!
Stay calm!
There must be room to turn things around!
In his heart, the Young Lion was overwheld by a storm of emotions.
However, even if he was to be engulfed by the huge wave, his words didn't falter; he still spoke incredulously.
At the sa ti, he began pinching himself.
"Hiss!"
With a pinch, the natural pain made the Young Lion gasp, and upon seeing that the figure before him hadn't disappeared, he imdiately pinched himself harder.
Moreover, not only did he increase his own intensity, he began to use various Secret Techniques to dispel illusions.
All of this, to a ordinary person, seed like an unbelievable display continuing on.
But Arthur watched the Young Lion with an amused gaze.
Undoubtedly, he had begun his "performance" once again.
When seeing an unexpected person appear, the Young Lion was genuinely surprised, there's no doubt about it.
But afterward?
He used such exaggerated actions to buy ti—to buy himself ti to react, ti to consider how to maximize his own benefits.
All in all, he was growing quickly.
He had mastered the essential trick of transforming from a fledgling rookie to an old hand.
And that is—
Shalessness!
Those who care about their image live more difficult lives.
Especially those who starve themselves to death for the sake of aningless fa; that is the hardest trial of all.
Perhaps different pursuits.
Those people are admired, revered.
Even rembered throughout history.
But Arthur wasn't that kind of person.
As an ordinary Spirit dium, all Arthur wanted was to live a peaceful life.
Yet, there were always those who wouldn't let him be.
And so, he had no choice but to fight back.
Similarly, the Young Lion wasn't that kind of person either.
Perhaps he was once such a respectable, noble person.
But after the events with the Del family, he had changed, especially under Arthur's ntorship; the studious Young Lion absorbed the unseen knowledge like a sponge.
He not only beca shaless.
He also learned to use his identity to make others believe he cared about his image.
Unfortunately...
He was still immature.
He couldn't fool the four people present.
Though Sean and Bonte weren't spectating like Arthur, their calm eyes indicated stable emotions, unaffected.
Arthur, of course, was another story.
If he had any Zeroes on him, he would definitely throw one or two.
As for the newly appearing Potterman?
At that mont, he had already kneeled before Arthur on one knee.
"Your Highness!"
The sincere voice made the Young Lion's heart quiver.
Obviously, things were more complicated than he'd imagined.
The two weren't in a simple partnership.
But a genuine subordinate relationship.
Without a doubt, things were moving in the direction he least wanted.
Nothing was a coincidence.
Potterman's deanor clearly indicated allegiance to Arthur.
Then...
The Kledos Family!
And Arthur Kledos!
Looking at Arthur seated there, the Young Lion's pale golden pupils kept contracting—in previous monts, he had felt Arthur sohow resembled his father at certain tis.
And now?
He was strikingly like his father.
Both so composed.
Both so strategic…
Profound!
Arthur sensed the Young Lion's gaze, but he didn't care.
The situation before him was exactly what he desired.
Just monts ago, with the appearances of the Pale Hand, Raven Feather, Green Rock Forest, Serpent Sect, and Theofact Psychic Cultivation Association one after another.
Arthur finally grasped what the Old Lion intended to do.
Unification!
Or more accurately, the unification of South County!
Indeed, the Old Lion intended to unify South County!
Because of this, the Old Lion ventured to South Los alone, in a real sense departing from Inner Bay—because the Old Lion knew clearly that only in this way could all the unstable factors of Inner Bay fully reveal themselves.
Not just the people around him.
But those hidden as well.
Only by doing this could Inner Bay beco "clean."
Of course, doing so was incredibly risky.
One wrong step could an his own death, an utter chaos of Inner Bay.
However, clearly, the Old Lion had absolute confidence.
The Old Lion was not only confident in his full retreat from South Los but also had the confidence to overpower the Earl of South Los, and furthermore, to snuff out the so-called 'chaos' in Inner Bay, which to the Old Lion was perhaps as minor as a skin rash, not worth ntioning, easily eliminated with a wave of the hand.
So, the Old Lion left Inner Bay.
So, the Old Lion went to South Los.
And to Arthur...
That's fantastic!
"Thank you for leaving!
Then I...
Won't hold back!"
Arthur thought to himself, maintaining a smile on his face as he looked at the Young Lion, softly asking—
"Is this sincerity enough?"
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