The two of them were always like this, getting into fights at the slightest disagreement. After each brawl, they'd be filled with regret, unable to make amends. Consequently, their strength continuously dwindled.
"Divinus, don't you still have some blood emeralds? Could you spare a few for me to use?" Hellion asked.
"F*ck off! That's my lifeline. How could i possibly let you use it?!" Divinus roared.
"No need to be rude If you're not giving me any..." Hellion gave Divinus a glance before continuing, "Divinus, weren't you concerned about your newly recruited disciple? You should check on his progress. However, I dispatched night fiends to meddle with that hut. Even if that brat is naturally intelligent, I'm afraid he might not be able to cultivate divine markings."
"Hmph! I knew you had sent your night fiends to stir up trouble. However, with my senior disciple around, all the efforts of your night fiends were in vain."
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