The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 4461

Seeing that Leftblind was still oblivious to his mistake, Rightblind let out a sigh and walked away.

The man's stubbornness was legendary—so unyielding. For all the trouble his loose tongue had caused over the years, he still seemed incapable of learning his lesson.

As Rightblind disappeared from view, Leftblind muttered to himself, “He's upset again. What did I do this time? Can't I even tell the truth anymore?”

“You're not wrong, Leftblind. The truth always deserves to be spoken.”

At that moment, Dorian approached, catching the tail end of Leftblind's words. A wide smile spread across his face as he realized what had just transpired.

Catalina's feelings for a Seventh Level Tribulator and the mere idea of a marriage was preposterous.

Catalina, the sole princess of Twilight Imperial City, the emperor's pride and joy, falling for someone so beneath her—the very thought made Dorian smirk. Surely, the emperor would have a lot to say about this.

“Hmph!” Leftblind shot Dorian a glance, his disdain plain. Without another word, he turned and walked off, his steps stiff with indignation.

Dorian, unbothered by the cold reception, merely chuckled. Left blind might have his attitude, but as someone personally recommended by Infinides, he was untouchable. Even so, Dorian had every intention of reporting Catalina's reckless behavior to the emperor.

Meanwhile, completely unaware of the storm brewing around her, Catalina continued her walk toward the palace.

“Catalina,” Fraser called, catching up to her, his face a mix of worry and frustration. “Tell me the truth. Do you have a dual cultivation partner outside? Was it that Jared guy? That mere Tribulator?”

Catalina blinked in surprise, her brow furrowing. “Who's the loudmouth that said that? It must've been Leftblind! Just wait, I'll give him a piece of my mind...”

Her thoughts immediately went to Leftblind. Not many people knew about Jared, and if anyone had spilled the beans, it had to be him. Leftblind's habit of gossiping made him as indiscreet as an old woman.

“Don't worry about who said it. Just tell me—is it true or not?” Fraser pressed, his voice firm.