Seeing this, Leander immediately tried to persuade Remus. "Sir Cosby, why don't we head over to the venue to wait? The tournament will be starting in half an hour anyway."
Although he had witnessed Remus' abilities, even if Remus could survive, he might not be able to protect Leander. When Wesley went berserk, he even killed his own disciples.
It was too dangerous to stay here.
Remus frowned as he glanced at the house inside the courtyard before replying lightly, "Waiting at the venue is an option, but the problem is, I doubt Wesley will be there. He might not even be able to survive for another half an hour."
There was a faint herbal scent in the air that others couldn't detect, but Remus could. And these herbs were used to forcefully prolong one's life.
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