Helmut couldn’t care less about Proclus whatsoever. Although the latter had displeasure written all over his face, he didn’t dare say a word about it.
“If you apologize to me on your knees right now, I might just forgive you!” Helmut said while glaring at Jared.
“Your disciple attacked me first. I was just defending myself. Why should I apologize?” Jared retorted fearlessly.
“How dare you take that tone with me?!”
Helmut was not expecting a mere human cultivator like Jared to talk back to him, especially while they were on Demonia Mountain. He got so angry that he unleashed his Eighth Level Tribulator aura upon Jared.
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