Flaxseed had Just taken a half-step forward, ready to argue, when Jared raised a hand and silently stopped him.
Jared raised his gaze to the mountain gate that pierced the clouds, the corner of his mouth curling into a blade-thin smile.
"Tell whoever runs your Destiny Sect to come out," he said, voice ice-cold. "I'm here to take his head."
The moment those words landed, the air all around them seemed to harden, congealing into something heavy and suffocating.
The two disciples guarding the gate froze for a heartbeat, and then burst into uproarious laughter.
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