Fontane had remained in seclusion for solitary training, striving to ascend to the Fourth Heaven and attain the Earthly Immortal Realm.
Fontane's eyes blazed like torches as he surveyed the shattered courtyard, then settled on the pallid Drake.
"Why summon me? Do you not know I am in seclusion?" His voice was icy, and every disciple present trembled.
"Mr. Fontane, I had no choice. Our current sect leader has been killed, and the enemy stands at our gate... We cannot hold him back," Drake answered helplessly.
"You mean him?" Fontane's gaze skewered Jared.
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