Harlan gazed at the elders who spoke up for Orson coldly.
His expression indifferent, when he said, “Mr. Moreau’s punishment has been decided. There will be no changes to this. Furthermore, today is the inner court disciple assessment. Disciples who pass must spend a month training intensively at Repentance Hill. This is also one of the sect’s rules, so pass on the command to your disciples.”
Harlan’s tone didn’t allow for any argument. As the sect leader, even though he had been newly elected, he didn’t want the elders to oppose him.
The elders exchanged glances, none of them uttering a word. They all knew the one-month intensive training at Repentance Hill was a mere ruse. The true intention was to brainwash the disciples who had passed the assessments. Even though they were all aware, there was nothing they could do. After all, Harlan was the sect leader.
Seeing no one spoke, Harlan smiled with satisfaction.
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