Chapter 1912 - 1910
"Your Highness, a delegate from the Beast Sect requests your presence to meet with the Sub-rudder Master," Francis Miller hurried in and reported to Peter Brown.
Hearing that he was being summoned at this time, Peter’s face changed, and a sense of crisis began to grow within him.
Only now did Peter realize that he had overlooked a key point, which was that people from the Divine Realm don’t reason; they resort to extreme measures as soon as they harbor suspicions about someone. Besides, he was nothing more than a prince whose succession was about to be abolished—why would they care about his life or death?
"I understand. You go ahead; I’ll follow shortly."
After sending Francis on his way, Peter went over his suspicions again, feeling an increasing sense of insecurity about the situation.
Preparations were in order!
However, thinking about the items he had been Refining lately, Peter didn’t mind revealing them—it was bound to happen sooner or later.
He strode out, feeling he might truly have to confront the people of the Sect directly now.
Having killed a high-level expert of the Heavenly Domain Gate’s Sub-rudder, a confrontation with them was inevitable, followed by the Beast Sect. Their intentions unclear, if battle was their wish, then a battle it would be.
Coming to terms with these thoughts, Peter chose to release his aura completely, no longer holding the same reservations in his actions.
At a glance, seeing the Thirty Star Rank envoy from the Beast Sect, Peter said, "Let’s go."