The Inferno Sect Master, Master Adel, took Seraph to his personal quarters and locked him up in a special dungeon.
Returning to his work room, he immediately took out a communication talisman.
"I have apprehended one of those on your list."
There was a moment of silence, then Adel heard a voice behind him.
"Is that so? Good job, sir."
Turning around sharply, his eyes narrowed at a masked figure clad in black clothing. Adel felt a chill in his heart, realizing that he didn't even notice this person standing behind him.
'Is he at the Emperor Stage too?'
He frowned slightly, then put down the communication talisman.
"Since you're here, do you want to see him?"
The masked man nodded.
Sect Master Adel led him to the private dungeon where Seraph was kept. To his surprise, the young man was seated calmly in the chair, his legs crossed despite having his hands locked to the armrest.
"There he is," He said, gesturing to the white-haired young man.
