“You're right, Mr. Sparrow. I was indeed a bit too petty in this matter. I won't pursue it anymore henceforth,” Thunderhawk swiftly promised.
Right then, he was at a total disadvantage. If he were to object, he might even lose his life.
“All right, then. Since you're in agreement, this matter is now closed. But remember this, if you pick trouble with Jared again because of it, don't blame me for showing you no mercy. After all, I'm the mediator in this,” Hester asserted, his voice abruptly turning icy.
“I'd never do that, absolutely not!” Thunderhawk promised with a hasty shake of his head, wiping the sweat off his forehead.
“You may leave now.” Hester proceeded to wave a dismissive hand.
Thunderhawk did not dare tarry at all. He flew off with his hundreds of Bloodthirsty Thunderhawks right then and there.
At that moment, an airship slowly approached in mid-air. It was none other than Stellaris Sect's airship, there to pick Cloud up.
After bidding the few men farewell, Jared, Yuven, and the others headed toward the airship.
Tyrone climbed out of the airship, responsible for picking Cloud up this time.
However, Cloud's face went as black as thunder the instant he caught sight of the airship in front of him.
The airship was somewhat small and could only accommodate a dozen people. Worse still, it looked old and rickety.
As the heir of Stellaris Sect, he felt utterly humiliated to be picked up by such an airship.
“What's going on here, Mr. Stone? Why are you picking me up with such a piece of junk?” he questioned, his expression downright glacial.
Jared and the others were also puzzled. Cloud was the heir of Stellaris Sect, so it stood to reason that he deserved a better airship. The airship this time was undeniably a bit too shabby.
In fact, Jared was worried that the airship might break down midway and crash in mid-air.
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