"Commander Gardner?!" Leroy Holmes looked at Billy and swallowed hard.
"Miss Leonard, don't try to hide it. Your eyes gave you away the moment you saw us." Billy ignored Leroy Holmes and turned to Mirabelle Leonard.
He then sat down on a nearby single sofa. Even though her disguise was excellent, with just one glance, Billy could see the hatred in her eyes.
Mirabelle took a deep breath. She knew she no longer had any reason to conceal herself.
"I'm curious how you know it was me." She said as she picked up the wine bottle on the coffee table and took several big gulps from it.
This revenge seemed impossible now.
"You're too smart for your own good." Billy didn't mind talking more with her. "If you hadn't gone to Blade Lunatic for help forging a Cold Moon Saber but instead found any random blacksmith who could make one based on its design, I might not have found you so quickly."
"Why?" Mirabelle raised an eyebrow. "Since I want to imitate Night Orchid's style, of course I have to consider every detail."
"You're too clever, and that's your undoing." Billy spoke again. "It's precisely because of how much attention you paid to details that things went wrong!"
"To forge a Cold Moon Saber that looks almost identical requires someone with exceptional skills. In Glavale, aside from Blade Lord, there's only one person that could make it. And guess what? I happen to know who that person is!"
"Oh, I see!" Mirabelle Leonard laughed at herself bitterly. "It seems everything is predetermined by fate! Since it doesn't allow me my revenge anymore, all I can do is accept it!"
She then tore off her disguise mask revealing her true face while showing a hint of unwillingness on hers.
"Well then let's talk about your matter now." Billy turned his gaze towards Leroy Holmes and spoke calmly, "Are you going tell us everything yourself or shall we force it out of you?"
"What... what do you want?" Leroy struggled with his words: "I... I don't know anything about this matter! Everything was done by Mirabelle! If there's anything else that needs answering just ask her..."
Mirabelle looked at him coldly, with no expression on her face, neither disappointment nor anger. After the extinction of her family, she seemed to have gained a clear understanding of this world.
Human nature is inherently ugly.
"Since he's not willing to talk now, let's bring him back to SHADOW and let him speak slowly!" Billy waved his hand.
"Yes!" Judge responded loudly.
Upon hearing Billy's words, Leroy swiftly dashed towards the door, his aura rising along with his cultivation level of a Tier-two Warlord.
"Move!" with that, Leroy attacked Stout who had been stayed at the gate.
"You're really stupid!" Stout said lightly, and raised his palm to meet the attack, causing a wave of energy to roll out.
Leroy was immediately thrown backwards, and the sofa behind him toppled over with him. At least half of his ribs shattered and he was lying on the ground, dying with despair written over his face. He knew that his life had come to an end.
Judge took a few steps and struck the back of Leroy's neck, causing him to pass out.
"Are you going to walk by yourself or do you want someone to help you?" Billy then looked at Mirabelle.
"I admit that you are strong, but you can't take me away today!" Mirabelle responded calmly without much panic.
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