"Ah..." Osvaldo Will was just about to speak to dissuade him when Julius Reed suddenly turned around and pointed outside the door. "Look at the sun; it's sinking."
Osvaldo Will's heart trembled, and he hurriedly gave a deep bow. "Farewell, Golden Envoy."
No matter how much resentment or dissatisfaction he felt, he had to swallow it down.
If his negligence led to the murder of the youngest Will, Osvaldo would no longer be able to find footing within the Micah Will faction!
As an elder, he had enjoyed all the richness and glory of the Mortal World.
He cherished his honor like tender feathers.
"Miss Young, tonight the Vein Holder will visit you personally!" Osvaldo lifted his head and looked at the expressionless Gabriel Young. His tone carried a trace of threat. "We are born of the same roots. Why must we torment each other in such haste?"
"Let's go!"
After speaking, he flung his sleeves dramatically and led the Micah Will disciples out in disgrace.
