The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6139

"Get up."

Jared stepped forward, offered his hand, and lifted her gently to her feet. His words came out soft, carrying a quiet comfort.

"Miss Janis, there's no need for this. I gave my word—I'll make House Wagner and the Celestial Palace pay for what they've done."

"You're The Janis Family's last heir and my friend. Protecting you and avenging you are things I ought to do; you don't have to bow so low."

His eyes stayed on Vivian. "Trust me, Dominic, Rowan, and every Celestial Palace dog will repay blood with blood."

"They'll suffer for their crimes, and your father along with every fallen clansman will rest easier."

Still held by Jared's supporting arm, Vivian looked up at him, gratitude filling her gaze while she nodded hard.

More tears slipped down, yet no sound left her lips.

Jared turned to Luther and Grace. His tone remained even, but a question lay inside it. "Will you come with me to Cloudhaven City to help Miss Janis, or remain here and keep recuperating?"

"The road to Cloudhaven will be dangerous. House Wagner and the Celestial Palace won't yield easily. Staying here is far safer."

Luther sprang upright, thumped a fist to his chest, and flashed a firm grin. "Where Mr. Chance goes, I go!"

"House Wagner and the Celestial Palace have annoyed me for ages. If there's a chance to smack them around, there's no way I'm missing it!"

"Besides, my life already belongs to Mr. Chance. If you're risking yours, how could I lounge here and enjoy the spoils?"

"No matter how deadly it gets, I'm with you—through fire and flood, without hesitation!"

Grace hurried to her feet, nodded lightly, and met Jared's eyes. "Young Master Chance, we'll go with you."

"However dangerous the trip turns, we won't retreat. We'll stand beside you against House Wagner and the Celestial Palace."

Jared studied the two of them; a faint smile softened his face, and a flicker of approval flashed in his eyes.

"Good."

He dipped his chin. "Then we leave for Cloudhaven City together and make Wagner and the Celestial Palace repay their blood debt!"

He turned back to Vivian, voice gentle, laced with concern. "Miss Janis, your wounds aren't fully healed. Do you want a few more days to recover before we set out?"

"I'm fine!"

Vivian answered at once and shook her head hard. "I'm nearly healed and can fight normally."

"I know Cloudhaven City, and I know where the Wagner estate and the Celestial Palace Branch sit. I can guide you straight to them."

A steady, unflinching light filled her eyes; no trace of hesitation remained.

Every part of her strained to race back to Cloudhaven immediately and confront her enemies.

Seeing that resolve, Jared understood persuasion would be pointless.

He nodded once. "All right. At first light tomorrow we set off to settle this debt."

Luther's black robe draped over newly squared shoulders; the exhaustion of yesterday had vanished.

Grace wore a pale blue dress; her slim figure poised, lively eyes clear, aura steady.

They were only High Immortal Realm Level Six, a stage that looked tiny beside Jared's might.

Yet, walking within the pressure that rolled off him, a quiet confidence rose unbidden inside them.

The four of them shot forward, four streaks of light weaving through the mountain forest.

After close to one hour on the trail, the four travelers finally stepped beyond the last ridge of Sky Dragon Valley. Dense, unpeopled woodland now surrounded them on every side, the path ahead swallowed by shadow and moss.

Luther edged up beside Jared, casting a quick look at the others before dropping his voice. "Mr. Chance, are we really just marching straight into Cloudhaven City to fight? No scouting, no backup—nothing?"

I heard House Wagner controls half the city. Their Patriarch, Rowan, already broke into True Immortal Realm Level One, and the tales say his strength can level mountains.

Throughout the clan they still keep dozens of High Immortal Realm experts and several hundred armored guards. That kind of force isn't exactly a joke.

And the Celestial Palace keeps a Branch Hall there too. Three Elders sit at High Immortal Realm Level Nine, plus more than twenty Palace soldiers, all of them seasoned.

Luther's brows pinched together. "There are only four of us. You're powerful, sure, but with enemies like that, aren't we sticking our heads in the lion's mouth?"

Jared did not slow or even glance back. "A lion's mouth?" His tone stayed calm, yet a faint mockery rode the single question.

The corner of his mouth lifted. The small upward curve carried a chill certainty, as though every cultivator in House Wagner and the Celestial Palace already lay crushed beneath his heel.