Meanwhile, Pascal had finally returned from refining weapons in seclusion, and he was holding a string of bells.
That string of bells consisted of three shiny and beautiful bells.
Upon his return, however, Pascal was stunned when he saw the messy scene.
“Who is it? Who did this?" Pascal roared.
Crafting n had never interacted with the martial arts families from the mundane world, so conflicts had never happened there.
Besides, thews of nature would restrict those sects and prestigious families from the secret realms, so they wouldn''t dare to
mess with them.
Although plenty of families from the secret realms were eager to have the Divine Scroll, Pascal had always refused to sell it. With
Crafting n still having the Divine Scroll in their possession, the families from the secret realms were very respectful toward
them.
That was why Pascal was livid when he saw that someone had messed up their ce.
“Dad, you''ve finally returned!” Sherman threw himself into his father''s embrace tearfully.
“What happened here, Sherman?” Pascal asked with a stern expression.
“Dad, let Mr. Yandle exin it to you.” Sherman knew Morgan''s words carried more weight than his, so he chose to let Morgan
exin the situation.
“Mr. Pascal, when you were in solitary training, a brat called Jared Chance came because he wanted to borrow the Divine Scroll
from us. | told him Divine Scroll is the treasure of Crafting n, so we don''t lend it to anyone. | told him you''re keeping it, and we
don''t know where it is. However, he didn''t believe us, and he ended up trashing our ce. He even killed quite a few of our men
and hit Mr. Sherman!” Morgan told Pascal what happened.
Obviously, Morgan didn''t know much. He only got the information from Sherman.
“Jared Chance?” Pascal was exuding an intense wave of murderous aura. “Is that man really that strong? Are the men of
Crafting n that weak?”
In response, Morgan said, “Mr. Pascal, | think Jared Chance is a Martial Arts Saint. Our magical items didn''t work on him.”
“Hmph! So what if he''s a Martial Arts Saint? This time, | have forged the Soul Summoning Bells. This can now bring a Martial
Arts Saint to his knees!” Pascal boasted while holding the bells.
“You forged the Soul Summoning Bells, Mr. Pascal? No one can threaten Crafting n anymore! Soul Summoning Bells can
even scare the lord of the underworld!” Morgan was astonished.
“Dad, Jared will surely be back! You must avenge me and teach that fellow a lesson!” Sherman eximed.
With his father around, Sherman became full of confidence.
“Don''t worry. If he dares toe, I''ll
make him pay. No one has had the
guts to cause trouble here.” aspal |
Poet lok hs eyes, but he
soon realized something. “Wait.
Jared Chance? Why does that name
sound so familiar? Is he the man who
wiped out the Warriors Alliance of
Jadeborough?” Please read the
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“Yes. That''s him. The people from Evil Heart Sect are still hunting him down.” Sherman nodded.
Pascal immediately frowned when he
heard that; “I VANS Saqlers
ds ts pert hig regard. He
even established Deragon Sect in
Jadeborough!” Please read the
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“Who cares who holds Jared in high
regard? That fellow came here with
an ordinary calligraphy brush Bes
told me that was g tokefrofn ir
Sandel threw that calligraphy
brush back to him. That was merely
an ordinary calligraphy brush! How
was that a token? | don''t even know
who Mr. Sanders is!” Sherman said
nonchntly when he heard what his
father said. Please read the original
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Unlike Sherman, Pascal knew how big of a deal that was, so much so that his expression changed instantly when he heard
Jared had Arthur''s calligraphy brush.
“What''s the matter with you, Dad? Are you letting Jared go because of a calligraphy brush?” Sherman asked anxiously.
“Don''t worry about it. | know what I''m doing.”
Pascal turned around and left.