The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6707

His face was stern and resolute, while his brows carried a steadiness and authority far beyond his apparent age. His eyes were as deep as a bottomless pool, unreadable yet oppressive without effort.

His steps were measured and steady, each footfall so firm it almost seemed the earth itself yielded beneath him.

A faint scorching aura surrounded his body, subtly warping the nearby air like heat haze above a flame.

Skylar.

Half a step behind him walked a woman in a flame-red dress. Her long black hair carried a dark-red sheen in the twilight, flowing behind her like liquid fire.

Her face was cool and distant, her features naturally noble and aloof. Yet now and then, almost imperceptible confusion passed through her dark-red eyes.

She kept that half-step distance behind Skylar as though by habit. Her gaze swept across the crowd at the valley entrance, paused on Jared for half a heartbeat, then moved away.

Josephine.

Jared watched the pair emerge from the mist. There was little surprise in his purple eyes, only the faintest curve at one corner of his mouth.

He had expected to find Skylar and Josephine at Black Abyss Valley eventually. Both were tied to the Inferno Devil Descent, and with the Twentieth Firmament in turmoil, a Demonic Cultivator stronghold was the most logical place for them to be.

He simply had not expected them to meet like this.

The moment the two guards saw Skylar, their expressions changed as sharply as winter ice under the summer sun. They withdrew their halberds, dropped to one knee, and bowed at once.

"Young Master Skylar!"

Skylar glanced at them, then at Jared's party waiting outside. His eyes rested on Jared for a moment before shifting away.

"Let them in," he said, as calmly as if the matter required no thought at all. "They're friends of mine."

The guards froze.

One looked as though he wanted to object, but a single glance at Skylar's calm eyes made him swallow every word.

Both men immediately stepped aside. Even the way they rose carried obvious deference.

"Yes, Young Master!"

Asher stood rooted in place.

He stared at the guards bowing respectfully to Skylar, then at Skylar's young, severe face, then back at Jared. Shock and confusion filled his eyes. His mouth opened, but nothing came out.

How could someone who looked even younger than Jared command this much respect here?

The guards had dropped to one knee the instant they saw him.

Those two guards already held some authority within the valley, but around Skylar they acted almost as if facing their master.

"Benefactor, this..."

"An old friend," Jared answered, sounding as though he had expected exactly this. "Let's go in."

He stepped into Black Abyss Valley.

Gwendolyn followed immediately. Her ice-blue eyes moved thoughtfully from Skylar to Jared. She seemed tempted to ask something, but chose not to.

Master Veridian came behind her with his usual dry blade of grass between his teeth, studying Skylar with the amused caution of an old fox inspecting a young hunter.

The young acolyte trotted beside Master Veridian, glancing back at the two guards every few steps, his small face full of amazement.

After a brief delay, Asher hurried after them with Mara and Della.

Skylar remained just inside the entrance and watched Jared approach without speaking.

As they passed shoulder to shoulder, Skylar spoke so softly that only Jared could hear him.

"You finally made it."

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