CHAPTER 2898 VINDICTIVE
The anger within Mason dissipated when he saw Quinley's action.
“Is it because of the two girls?” Mason inquired.
“Mason, you know about that?” A sheepish smile appeared on Quinley's face.
“Is there anything in the Tall residence that I don't know about?” Mason responded, chuckling.
“Hey, if you knew about that, then why didn't you intervene when Kaison captured them both and nearly forced himself onto them? Thank god I arrived there quickly enough, or else Kaison would've gotten his way. Kaison's too perverse! If I see him around, I'm going to start shouting at him!” Quinley grumbled.
“You're right. It's time for me to intervene in Kaison's matters, but you shouldn't shout at him so often. He's your older brother, after all. I'll find a wife for your brother soon. Maybe he'll change his ways a little after that,” Mason told her.
“Mason, when are you going to find a wife, then?” Quinley queried.
“Never mind about me. I'm already spending most of my time fretting about you all. Where would I get the time to find a wife? If you want to head outside, go look for Mr. Ambrose and have him assign a few people to guard you. Also, get a few more protective formation plates from the warehouse. You have to be careful and stay out of trouble. My heart will break if you get hurt,” Mason muttered, exasperated.
“Thank you, Mason! Love you!”
Quinley pecked a kiss on her brother's cheek before speeding out.
Mason could only smile helplessly at Quinley's disappearing figure. He loved his sister so much that he had no choice but to dote on her.
After taking the formation plates and getting a few bodyguards assigned to her, Quinley left the Tall residence to look for the cave that Feenix and Aislin mentioned.
Meanwhile, Jared and the others were walking on icy grounds.
Once in a while, they would spot a few cultivators' bodies around.
The once-peaceful land of the far north had now turned into a land of bloodshed. Selfishness was born in times of greed.
“We have to be careful and avoid conflict as much as we can. Our aim is to look for the treasure, not compete for resources,” Jared whispered.
Jared's words were meant for Cloud and the others. After all, Vasily and Viola would not snatch resources from other cultivators.
However, Cloud's group was different. As the master of Stellaris Sect, he would instinctively go after the weak.
“Don't worry, Jared. Since I've decided to follow you, I'll be heeding your words and only focus on looking for the treasure.”
Cloud was quick to show his loyalty toward Jared.
Upon witnessing the lifeless forms of the deceased cultivators, he discerned that this land was undergoing a significant transformation.
After almost a whole day of traveling, Jared suddenly raised his hand and signaled the group to halt.
Then, he fixed his gaze on a small mound of snow up ahead. Material © .
“Stop sneaking around and come out,” Jared yelled at the snow mound.
Sure enough, five people emerged, and the leading figure was none other than Jerison, the third son of the Tall family.
Upon seeing Jerison, Vasily grimaced.
“I never thought that we'd meet again. On my territory, no less!”
Jerison smirked as he looked at Jared.
Jared cast a brief glance at Jerison before shifting his attention to the individuals standing behind him. They were merely cultivators at the Fifth Level of Body Fusion Realm and thus were no threat to Jared.
Even if Jared did nothing, Cloud, as a Seventh Level Body Fusion Realm cultivator, would be able to deal with them.
“Indeed, what a coincidence. Were you hiding here waiting for me?” Jared asked, no hint of panic in his voice.
“Correct. I've been waiting for you. I've yet to settle the score for that incident in Jipsdale's arena!” Jerison hissed, narrowing his eyes as an icy look crept into them.
“So? Do you think you and your men can stop me?” Jared questioned derisively.