Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 2745

The legend of the Child of Light had long instilled fear in people's hearts, and Wilbur's special identity and strength only deepened their shock. Many believed that killing Wilbur would resolve the situation, ensuring that the legend of the Child of Light would not resurface. However, it now seemed that achieving this would be far more challenging than anticipated.

Jeems led the group back to the resting area beneath the platform. One of his subordinates asked, "Mister Jeems, what should we do now? Mister Horst is dead. If the patriarch finds out, what will we do?"

"The patriarch?" Jeems' eyes suddenly lit up with excitement. "I almost forgot! The patriarch is supposed to exit seclusion today. Quickly, send someone to inform the patriarch. While we may fear Bale, the patriarch surely will not. As long as the patriarch arrives before the tournament ends, Wilbur is as good as dead!"

After issuing these instructions, Jeems sent one of his men back to the March family as quickly as possible. Meanwhile, the second round of the challenge began. With more than half of the remaining nineteen participants belonging to the March family, several of them drew matching numbers during the lot drawing.

In the past, when two March family cultivators faced each other on the platform, the weaker one would typically forfeit, allowing the stronger one to advance directly. As a result, the battles in the final rounds usually progressed quickly, often concluding by midday.

However, today was different. Horst had been killed by Wilbur, and although Jalone, the patriarch of the March family, was scheduled to emerge from seclusion today, the exact timing was uncertain. It could be in the morning, or it could be in the afternoon.

To buy time, Jeems instructed the March family cultivators not to fight seriously but also not to forfeit. Thus, after the first two matches concluded, the pace slowed noticeably in the third match.

Two March family cultivators faced off on the platform, but instead of showing their true strength, they politely held back, and half an hour quickly passed.