Cassius slammed his palm on the desk. After taking so much trouble to craft this trap, they had let Isaac get away easily.
"Supreme Commander Romero, Isaac must have gone to Peeling. His most probable next step is to find a way to see you. I hope you'll..."
Cassius snorted coldly and yelled, "See me? In his dreams! I'll only show myself once Albert and his father are dead. After all, dead men tell no tales. Let's see what he could do to me then!"
"When will we kill the Taylors?" Caesar was beginning to feel a headache coming on.
Before this, the Everest Sect would never sink so low as to work together with the House of Custos. But now, Caesar really felt like he needed help from the House of Custos to handle Isaac. But he had a feeling that the longer Albert and his old man remained in the dungeon, the more likely trouble would follow.
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