"Austin Lin, you... You..." said Tristan as he struggled for words. His closed fists were shaking and his face contorted in anger.
He was on the verge of slipping out of control.
Even the cultivators at the Semi-emperor Realm beside him trembled violently with anger and disbelief.
They were prominent and feared people. The whole South Continent bowed down to them. No one dared to offend them because of their big reputations.
But now, one foolish, arrogant young man was threatening them. Their bodies shook harder in anger because they already knew they couldn't do anything about it. The disbelief in their minds was soon replaced with embarrassment and rage.
"Fine. I will set them free," Tristan said as he scouted someone from the crowd.
"You," he pointed at a cultivator, "go release all the cultivators from the A.L. Army."
Tristan took a deep breath to suppress his untold anger.
He had no other choice but to give the young man what his wished.
'Austin is too strong. I can't risk displeasing him, ' he thought. This young cultivator might be foolish but Tristan knew what he was capable of.
As soon as Tristan finished uttering the order, the cultivator who received the order flew towards the dungeon immediately.
A dead silence succeeded. The wind hummed against the building tension among the crowd.
After a while, a bunch of figures came out from the underground in the northwest of the city.
Austin unleashed his spiritual sense to detect the figures. He confirmed that they were the members of the A.L. Army.
He spotted Clark soon enough.
"Clark, bring all the men to me," Austin said to Clark through his spiritual sense.
Austin did not have any second to lose. He was anxious to know whether his subordinates were doing well.
On the other end, the men were baffled.
When Clark and the other members were leaving the prison, they felt a mixture of confusion and surprise.
'When we were locked up, that leader of the Southern Alliances Army named Tristan said that they wouldn't let us out unless we agreed to leave the A.L. Army and join them.'
Clark couldn't help but doubt the current situation.
'What's going on? Why did they set us free?' Clark thought.
He had an internal battle unfolding in his mind as he tried to think of the motives of the Southern Alliances Army's leader.
The rest of the A.L. Army also had no idea what was going on.
They were also confused as they got out of prison.
Clark walked in front of the team making the troop snap their attention to him.
All of a sudden, Clark froze. He paused in his tracks and just stood still.
The confusion he had on his face earlier was instantly replaced with astonishment.
Then, that astonishment transformed to rapture.
The army members continued to watch him as they try to figure out what was happening to him.
Letting the thrill get the better of him, he trembled violently. He couldn't believe what he just found out.
After a while, he took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down.
His body thumped in so much ecstasy.
He straightened and stood firm. As he regained his composure, he turned around to look at his comrades.
Unlike him, the other members of the A.L. Army were in low spirits.
They could not move on from the sudden events they had experienced.
None of the members would cheer up immediately after they were thrown into prison for no reason. They had endured being clueless and helpless in the dungeon for one day.
"Hey, guys, I got good news for you," Clark announced loudly.
Seeing the excitement in Clark's eyes, they couldn't help but wonder.
'What is it?' they thought as they watched Clark with pure bafflement in their eyes.
"Is it that the A.L. Army won't be disbanded?" a Primal Holy Realm master asked him.
Clark didn't miss the hopefulness in his comrade's voice.
He beamed at the man and expressed his delight. He answered lightheartedly, "Ha-ha! Rest assured. The A.L. Army won't break up."
"No one will dare to bully us anymore because Commander Austin is still alive. He asked me to take you to him through his spiritual sense just now. He is in the castellan's mansion.
He saved us again," Clark continued to announce the good news in high spirits.
After he finished explaining, the army fell silent.
No one dared to move as they processed what Clark just said.
A few seconds later, they all erupted in cheer.
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