Jared glared at Vermillion Demon Lord, his eyes filled with anger. "D*mn, you definitely knew, but you deliberately kept it from me!"
No sooner had Jared finished speaking, than a series of grating noises filled the air, the sharp sounds of stones scraping against each other even discernible among them.
The sound was incredibly unsettling, giving Jared goosebumps all over his body. At that point, he had lost the aura and perspective of those crimson mice, signifying that they were no longer present.
The sound kept drawing nearer, and Jared was anxiously looking around as if the sound was coming from all directions.
The defensive array that had just been depicted was now activated by Jared. Now, he was feeling some regret.
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