The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6383

"No..." Jared shook his head. "We came here to ask for an audience with the Sylvan Chief and discuss cooperation. It wouldn't be wise to start fighting right away and make things worse... Let's see what they want first. If they're set on stopping us, it won't be too late to move then."

After saying that, Jared kept a careful watch on the surroundings.

The moment the words left him, five green figures shot out of the thick fog and blocked the path in front of them. They were five Sylvan adepts, all of them young in appearance.

They were tall and lean, with pale green skin and faint wood-grain patterns shifting inside their pupils. Each wore a long robe woven from leaves and vines. Simple sigils were carved into the robes, and a faint trace of wood-aspected spiritual essence drifted from them. Every one of them held a wooden staff. At the top of each staff sat a small green crystal, giving off a soft glow that made it plain these were their arcane implements.

At the front stood a young Sylvan warrior with sharp features and a keen gaze. His cultivation had reached the True Immortal Realm Level Five. He fixed Jared and Gwendolyn with a cold stare, and the hostility in his voice wasn't hidden in the least.