A Man Like None Other

Not long after Jared stepped out of Juliet’s courtyard, he saw Dario and Judd waiting for him. They hadn’t left!

“Axel, what did Juliet ask you to stay for? She didn’t actually perform a striptease for you, did she?” Judd teased Jared playfully.

“Shut up!” Dario glared at Judd, then turned to Jared and said, “Ms. Ortiz has had a hard life, so I hope you won’t make things difficult for her.”

Dario didn’t want Jared to trouble Juliet. If he truly asked Juliet to dance naked, that would be crossing a line!

“I understand!” Jared nodded in agreement.

At that very moment, a disciple from Violet Flame Sect hurriedly arrived. “Mr. Barclay, Mr. Garrido is waiting in the council meeting room. He requests all elders to come to the council meeting room immediately!”

“What is Harlan up to now?” Upon hearing this, Judd’s brow immediately furrowed.

Dario’s expression subtly shifted. “Could this sudden meeting be due to the matter concerning Berthold?”

“Mr. Barclay, I’m not sure what the matter is either. Mr. Garrido simply asked for your immediate presence!” that disciple said.

“All right, I’ll be right there!” Dario nodded.

He then turned to Judd and Jared, advising them, “You two should head back to the mansion. Don’t wander around aimlessly to avoid inviting trouble. Berthold has returned, so he’s bound to assert his authority at Violet Flame Sect!”

“Understood, Master!” Judd gave a slight nod.

Dario returned, while Judd followed Jared back to the mansion.

Just as they approached the mansion’s entrance, they were surprised to find quite a crowd gathered at the doorway.

The person leading the group was none other than Berthold. By his side, leaning on a pair of crutches, was Thiago.

Thiago had yet to recover at this point, relying heavily on crutches for mobility.

And there was Carla, standing guard at the door with a dozen or so disciples, engaged in a standoff with Berthold!

With a suggestive gleam in his eyes, Berthold looked at Carla and said, “Carla, in the years since I left, you’ve truly become more radiant. Now that Mr. Moreau has been imprisoned, you’re left without a master, alone and unsupported. How about joining me? I promise to make you drunk with pleasure every night.”

“Pah, Berthold, you lecher! Sooner or later, someone will castrate you, leaving you useless,” Carla spat forcefully.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“Carla, you’re quite bold. Berthold is the young master of Violet Flame Sect now, so how dare you speak to him like that?” Thiago bellowed at Carla.

“He was expelled from the sect a long time ago. He’s not even a disciple of Violet Flame Sect anymore, so calling him the young master of the sect is a joke,” Carla said coldly.

“Regardless of whether I’m the young master or not, I want to play with you. Who dares to stop me?”

With a smirk, Berthold reached out to grab Carla.

Carla wanted to dodge, but she found herself enveloped by Berthold’s aura, making it impossible for her to move. This sent her into a panic.

Just as Berthold was about to seize Carla, suddenly, a figure appeared, standing protectively in front of her.

Following that, the surge of another’s aura instantly shattered Berthold’s aura, allowing Carla to regain her freedom.

Taken aback, Berthold scrutinized the person before him.

“Berthold, this guy is Axel Chadwick, the new disciple Mr. Barclay recently took in.”

Upon seeing Jared, Thiago’s eyes filled with rage.

Berthold glanced at Jared, a smirk playing on his lips. “So you’re the one who bested Thiago and became an inner court disciple. You look rather ordinary. Dare you fight me? Today, I will take on all of you who dare to defy me…”

“Do you think you’re worthy to be my opponent?” Jared’s eyes were filled with unmistakable disdain.

Berthold hadn’t anticipated Jared’s audacity. His brow slightly furrowed, and his aura erupted once again!

At that moment, a disciple hurriedly reminded from behind Berthold, “Mr. Berthold, please calm down. Mr. Garrido has made it clear that you mustn’t cause any trouble these couple of days. He has important matters to attend to today, so we can’t afford to disrupt his plans!”

Upon hearing this, Berthold managed to suppress the anger brewing within him. He knew that today, a full assembly of the elders would be convened, aiming to open Divine Flame Mountain.

If a conflict were to arise at this moment, it could potentially disrupt the meeting.