CHAPTER 1542 WHY DID YOU NOT FLEE
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Meanwhile, Jared’s aura was gradually dwindling as it dissipated. “Ah! Why is this happening? What is going on?” roared Jared with a pained expression.
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He had yet to meet his mother and rescue Josephine, who was still suffering. Furthermore, he hadn’t even discovered his identity yet. Am I going to die just like this?
Although he was unwilling to admit defeat, his aura was vanishing rapidly. By the end of it, his body fell to the ground with a loud thump.
He tried to get back up, only to realize he had run out of all strength. By then, Gilbert stepped forward to stare at Jared apathetically from above.
Just as he predicted, Jared was now at his mercy like a helpless animal.
“You have a lot of magical items with you. I guess I can’t get rid of you yet,” Gilbert said with a smirk.
Jared remained silent as he continued to try to stand up with all his might.
Even though he had run out of spiritual energy, he was determined to stand up even by his muscle strength alone.
Even if he were to die, he wouldn’t die such a lowly death.
However, Gilbert stepped on his head the moment he raised it.
Thump!
Jared’s upper body slumped back onto the ground right after he lifted it with much difficulty.
“Cease your struggles. They’re pointless. You get to choose a more comfortable way of dying if you hand over all of your magical items now.”
Gilbert looked at Jared from above with a condescending smile on his face.
“In your dreams!”
Jared glared at Gilbert menacingly.
Although he knew he was about to die, he wouldn’t let Gilbert take anything of his.
“I see. Since you won’t hand them over, I shall shatter your skull.”
Gilbert raised his leg and slammed it down at Jared’s head as he spoke.
Yet, his leg hung mid-air before landing on Jared’s head.
He sensed a powerful aura surging in his direction.
Then, he noticed the figure of another person moving toward him from afar.
Even though that person was approaching him at a shockingly fast pace, he couldn’t see how the person moved.
His heart skipped a beat as he retracted his leg and stared intently at the figure approaching him.
The man was in traditional garb and seemed rather gentlemanly with his glasses on.
Nonetheless, his overwhelming aura boasted of power. Gilbert’s face fell when he realized who that person was.
“Mr. Sanders…”
Gilbert narrowed his eyes.
All the while, Arthur Sanders didn’t even spare Gilbert a glance but focused his attention on Jared, who was bruised and bloodied.
“When will you learn to not act on your impulses…”
After that, he waved his arm. As a gentle breeze brushed past Jared’s face, he found himself regaining strength and was able to stand up.
“Mr. Sanders…”
Jared was embarrassed while facing Arthur.
“Why did you not flee when you had the chance to? Was it because you were mocked? What could those mockeries do to you anyway? You should be holding yourself back before gaining absolute power. Aiming for the impossible is the same as asking to die! You don’t get lucky all the time, nor will someone come to your rescue every time! Do you know how many people are waiting for you? Your life isn’t your own. There’re a lot of people waiting for you. Do you understand me?”
Despite Arthur’s calm expression, his tone was incredibly stern, as if he were a parent lecturing his child.
As Arthur lectured Jared, the latter blushed with his head hung low as if he were a kid who made a mistake.
All the while, Arthur ignored Gilbert, who had been standing beside them, which infuriated the latter.
“I want to kill Jared, and who are you to meddle in my business, Sanders?” yelled Gilbert at Arthur, his face flushed.