Furthermore, there were two people staring right at his back. He absolutely couldn't blow his cover the moment he entered the sect gates.
However, as Alex walked, he constantly felt bursts of cold, piercing killing intent from behind him.
Aya, following about fifty meters back, was constantly glaring at him with murderous aura. Not looking away for a single second.
This girl and I have never met before. Why does she harbor such massive hostility? Alex pondered secretly.
The aristocratic disciples of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains are truly incredibly bizarre.
The ins and outs of this situation were unknown even to the original Taryn Lark. Therefore, Alex, having only read Taryn's memories, naturally didn't know either.
The Cale and Lark families were blood enemies for generations. However, their foundations and power were evenly matched. After years of both open strife and veiled struggles, neither could wipe the other out.
