The feeling of the needle on his back made Barry’s hair stand on end. He turned around with difficulty and saw a large group of Dark Moon Sect disciples behind him staring at him with murderous eyes.
“Senior, senior brothers… What, what’s wrong with you?” Barry stammered.
“The two of you were caught together. David’s hands and feet were broken, and he could not speak. He desperately shed tears. However, Barry Wilson, you are unscathed, and you even got a large bag of spirit stones. A mere apprentice like you can only receive one spirit stone per month. It was obvious what had happened during this period!”
Someone in the crowd shouted, “Kill him!”
All of a sudden, the disciples who had been blinded by anger roared in unison and gathered around him, drowning Barry Wilson in an instant.
No one noticed that the guy who had just shouted was actually a little white pig hiding at the back of the crowd.
After completing its mission, Handsome snuck back into the palace.
On the distant mountain peak, Chloe Lutley and the male cultivator beside her all looked at this scene in shock. A group of Dark Moon Sect disciples was actually played by Caspian like this. If this continued, David Poter would probably die of anger. As for the disciple named Barry Wilson, even if he was not beaten to death by the angry crowd, most of his life would be lost. Both of them looked at the master in unison, hoping that he could stop them. But in the end, they saw that the master was touching his chin at the moment, with a look of appreciation on his face.
“He has strength, talent, and is very skilled in scheming. What a pity that this kid failed to become my disciple… Hadley Forsyth benefited in vain…”
Chloe Lutley and the male cultivator beside him were stunned.
He shook his head and sighed. Then he waved his hand and said, “Go and ask them to stop. If this continues, the disciple will be beaten to death…”
The male cultivator next to Chloe Lutley hesitated for a moment before asking, “Master, should we clarify this matter?”
The master shook his head and said, “A genius who hasn’t grown up can’t be called a genius. Because of a little talent, he was complacent, so that he couldn’t see his position clearly and was used by others. This was what he should be punished. Even if one should clarify it, he still needs to do it himself.”
“Yes, I understand,” The male cultivator nodded and turned to leave.
After a while, the outside of the palace gradually calmed down.
Lucy ran out to check. After running back, she said with a smile, “Casper Montgomery’s method is really good. Let them bite each other.”
“From your tone, it seems that you are not a disciple of Dark Moon Sect. You really don’t feel honored at all,” Caspian said.
Knowing that they were teasing her, Lucy snorted and put her hands on her waist, saying, “How dare they plot against Lady Jessica? Hmph, they have been sneaking around nearby every day. I wanted to teach them a lesson, but Miss didn’t allow me to. After today, let’s see who dares to come.”
“Someone comes here every day?” Caspian looked at Jessica in surprise.
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