"All right, since you put It that way, I'll follow your advice," Quenric nodded, then turned to the elder and ordered, "I command you, go and kill Jared, then bring me his head."
"Me?" The elder was stunned.
"Yes, you. Didn't you just say Jared is nothing more than a Ninth Level Tribulator? Killing him should be a mere formality for you, right? Take him down and bring his head back to me. In return, I'll reward you with a celestial crystal." Quenric's tone was laced with mockery.
The elder's face paled as he waved his hands frantically. "I... I can't!"
Quenric scoffed. "Then what was all that nonsense just now? If you can't do it yourself, don't be so eager to push me into the fire!"
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