“Bob, have you mentioned this matter to Mr Hum?” Night Orchid continued after a brief pause.


    “I mentioned it briefly,” Bob Stokes nodded. “But it seems that the old man isn’t interested. I told him as much as I knew, but he didn’t ask any further questions. I suspect he knows something but is unwilling to tell me.”


    “Most likely,” Soul Chaser agreed, tapping his lips. “I wonder what they’re hiding.”


    “By the way, Bob, does Mr Hum know that Ink Pavilion is targeting this ce? Isn’t he concerned about the situation here?”


    “I asked him, and he just told me to mind my own business and not to worry about it.”


    “Alright.” Soul Chaser shrugged.


    “It’s about time. Let’s follow them and see what’s happening.” Ian de suggested.


    “Agreed,” Bob Stokes nodded and then turned to a man from Central Sky Office behind him. “Notify everyone to stay put here and wait for my call.”


    “Understood!” the man nodded.


    Subsequently, Bob Stokes and his group headed in the direction of the vige.


    Meanwhile, the three groups sent by Ink Pavilion had already arrived at arge grassy area outside the vige. The leader of these groups was none other than the head of Ink Pavilion, Quin Inkwell. He still wore a ck-and-white mask on his face.


    Shortly after, the sound of footsteps echoed, and Arthur and Bessie led a hundred men and women out of the vige. The men and women were all dressed in martial attire, with serious expressions and no hint of emotion on their faces.


    “Everyone, why have youe to this remote vige with such arge force? What brings you here?” Arthur scanned the group before him and began speaking.


    “Mr Fowler, it’s been many years since west met. You look more spirited than ever!” Quin said with a faint smile.


    “My apologies, but I’m not familiar with our guest from Ink Pavilion.” Arthur replied.


    “Quin Inkwell.” Quin introduced himself.


    “Oh?” Arthur’s pupils constricted slightly. “So, it’s the head of Ink Pavilion in person. Forgive my poor eyesight, I didn’t recognize you. My apologies for the oversight.”N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    Next to him, Bessie’s expression also changed slightly. Neither of them had expected that Quin Inkwell would personally lead the group.


    “Never mind, Mr Fowler.” Quin replied. “And thisdy must be Mrs Charleston, right?”


    “Twenty years ago, rumors in the martial world imed that Mrs Charleston had suffered a severe blow, losing all her cultivation. Now, looking back, it seems those rumors were indeed unreliable!”


    “I wonder, why has the esteemed Master of Ink Pavilion graced us with your presence?” Bessie Charleston inquired.


    “Both of you have been living in obscurity here for two decades. If I’m not mistaken, you must be guarding some precious treasure for vale, am I right?” continued Quin. “Ink Pavilion is quite curious about this, and I’d like to see it for myself. I hope you both can amodate my request.”


    “You must be joking, Mr Inkwell.” Arthur said with a smile. “My olddy and I are simply tired of the martial world and decided to find a ce to retire. We’ve been living here for so long, there’s nothing of value here, let alone any treasure.”


    “Haha, Mr Fowler, are you insulting my intelligence?” Quin chuckled coldly. As he spoke, he took out a jade pendant from his pocket. “You two should recognize this jade pendant, right?”


    “I’m sorry, please forgive my ignorance,” Arthur replied with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He continued, “I wonder what’s special about this jade pendant, Mr Inkwell?”


    On the side, Bessie’s eyes briefly showed a hint of surprise when she saw the jade pendant.


    “Mr Fowler, let’s not y dumb. Both of you must have something to do with the Five Elements Jade Pendants.” Quin said as he put away the jade pendant.


    The reason he brought out the jade pendant was to gauge their reactions, and the result was as he expected.


    “I am quite interested in those five jade pendants. If you can provide some details, Mr Fowler, consider it a significant favor for Ink Pavilion. If both of you have any needs in the future, please don’t hesitate to speak up. As long as it’s within Ink Pavilion’s capabilities, we won’t refuse.”


    “So, the Ink Pavilion’s master came for a jade pendant?” Bessie responded, “I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. In this vige, apart from some moderately valuable medicinal herbs, there’s nothing else of value, let alone any jade pendants. If you don’t believe me, you can bring your people in to search. If you find anything of interest, feel free to take it.”


    “Is that so?” Quin narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and continued, “In that case, I thank you both.”


    “Ink Pavilion Lord, if you don’t believe us, you’re wee to bring your people inside and search for anything that interests you. If you find anything, feel free to take it.”


    “Is that so?” Quin narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking for a moment. “Very well, I’ll thank you both.” With that, he waved his hand, and three to four hundred of his followers swiftly moved toward the vige.


    Arthur and Bessie exchanged a nce but made no attempt to stop them, allowing the Ink Pavilion group to enter the vige. In the vige, every house’s doors were wide open, and there were no locked doors. However, there were no vigers in sight, and the entire vige appeared deserted.


    The group began a thorough search, inside and outside of each house, leaving no corner unexamined. Time passed quickly, and an hour had gone by before they emerged from the vige. The leader of the group approached Quin and shook his head, saying, “My lord, we found nothing.”


    Quin nodded with slightly narrowed eyes. He understood that Arthur and Bessie had allowed his people to enter the vige, which meant they probably hadn’t discovered anything.


    “Mr Inkwell, how about it? Do you believe what I said now?” Arthur looked at Quin and spoke calmly.


    “Mr Fowler, I came here in person today, so I won’t leave empty-handed. If you don’t tell the truth, then I’m afraid there will be consequences!” Quin responded. With these words, a strong aura emanated from him.


    “Since you’re so insistent, I’ll spar with you a bit!” Arthur squinted his eyes. “I haven’t had a good workout in years, so today’s a good opportunity.”


    “Mr Fowler, I suggest you speak the truth to avoid risking your own life.” Said Wilmot Wainwright, the sect master of the Heavenly Dragon Sect. “Although both you and Mrs Charleston are formidable, you should be aware that in a real conflict, you wouldn’t stand a chance.”


    “Who is this?” Arthur asked, looking at Wilmot.


    “I am Wilmot Wainwright, the master of Heavenly Dragon Sect.”


    “Mr Wainwright, nice to meet you.” Arthur replied tly. “It’s been a while since I got involved in worldly affairs. I never thought Heavenly Dragon Sect would join forces with Ink Pavilion.” He continued, turning his gaze to another white-haired elder. “May I ask who this is?”


    “I’m just an unknown nobody, it doesn’t matter.” the elder replied with a faint smile.


    “Oh?” Arthur squinted. “Since when did someone who’s already stepped into the God-Emperor Realm be an unknown nobody?”


    “You tter me.” The elder chuckled, not saying anything more.


    Arthur examined him again and then turned to Quin. “Mr Inkwell, are you going to persist with this?”


    “Mr Fowler, I think it’s me who should be asking that question.” Quin responded calmly. “Besides, you’ve killed many members of my Ink Pavilion in the past. If you insist on staying silent, today might be a good day to settle some old scores.”


    “In that case, please make your move!”


    The aura around Arthur intensified.