Caspian looked at Steve coldly.
Even though Steve’s fingers approached, Caspian did not appear fearful.
Instead, the mockery on his face became more intense.
Caspian did not seem to be afraid of Steve.
No.
More precisely, he appeared to care less about angering the other party!
In truth, Caspian also understood that if he timidly begged for mercy, it would only arouse the other party’s more intense ferocity.
Besides, Caspian was never a person who would beg for mercy.
His belief was straightforward, if someone hurt him now, he would return it by tenfold or a hundredfold.
Caspian would never leave a grudge unattended, and Steve would surely die tonight!
Just as Steve’s fingernails eyes, an ethereal and clear sound of a flute was suddenly heard in the night sky.
In an instant, the surrounding wind seemed to become chiller, making people feel refreshed.
When Steve heard the flute, he immediately froze.
His fingertips, almost touching Caspian’s eyelids, stopped.
On the other hand, Caspian did not blink, and there was still a faint smile on his face as he quietly looked at Steve.
He could see Steve’s almost rotten face twitching, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.
Steve’s hand even trembled.
Caspian looked past Steve, watching the sky-high flames in the distance.
That was…
That should be the direction of the imperial city, and it did not seem that Steve escaped too far.
Great… Great…
Steve suddenly mumbled, “How… Is this a coincidence…”
He seemed to realize something and hurriedly turned around.
At that time, Caspian also noticed his vision went blurry, and he caught a whiff of a faint fragrance the next moment.
That scent was light, like the unique and cahning aroma while walking in a bamboo forest.
In front of Caspian and behind Steve, a woman appeared.
To be precise, it was a lady who looked about the same age as Caspian, and she wore a long green tulle dress, holding a green flute in her hand.
The woman appeared aloof, different from Solana’s coldness.
Even though she seemed calm, there was a hint of softness between her brows.
At first sight, she would not make anyone feel that she was hard to befriend, yet she still seemed unapproachable.
The lady’s appearance and temperament easily made people feel good about her.
However, Steve’s body trembled more violently when he saw the lady for some reason.
“Jez, Jezebel… Aren’t you commanding the wave of monsters in the capital? What… What are you doing here..?” Steve’s lips quivered, and he stuttered.
Caspian’s eyes suddenly burst into light as sharp as a blade when he heard the name.
Even though his body was locked by Steve’s stronger spiritual Qi and he could not move, one could still feel the terrifying killing intent that erupted from Caspian’s body.
What Charles said before he died kept ringing in Caspian’s ears.
”That woman, Jezebel, she wants to meet you too because you ruined her operation in Darnley Valley…”
Darnley Valley… The wave of monsters was summoned by the woman called Jezebel Morrey! Wesley, the sect and individual cultivators’ death, as well as the danger Caspian, Maya, and the mortals in the carriage faced, were all because of that woman!
Caspian’s heart pounded violently, and his murderous intent boiled.
He wanted to send the woman to apologize to Wesley and the other cultivators!
It seemed that she felt something was wrong with Caspian, but the girl named Jezebel just glanced at Caspian lightly before looking at Charlotte, who was still unconscious.
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