The door of the ancient building was closed, and the room was dark and secluded. Only two rows of
dim lamps were lit on both sides of the hall, which seemed very quiet. In the main hall, there were two
pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes on each side. On both sides of the pillars, there were ponds
about half an arm deep with lotus lamps and some small black fish.
13 steps led up to a high platform at the end of the hall. An ancient podium carved with a dragon stood
atop the high platform.
At this moment, a withered old man with scant gray hair and a hunched back sat cross-legged on the
podium.
After Ernest entered, he immediately bent down, walked cautiously to the bottom of the steps, and
prostrated on the floor. He greeted, “Grandmaster…”
The old man on the podium opened his profound eyes, looked at the kneeling Ernest below, and said in
a gruff, deep voice, “Get up.”
Ernest stood up but was still bent over.
The old man on the podium asked, “Is something wrong with the villa? Why are you here in such a
hurry?”
Ernest quickly knelt down again and wailed, “Grandmaster, you must save me.”
Hearing this, the old man’s aura suddenly became dark as he said, “Tell me what’s going on.”
Ernest quickly said, “Grandmaster, the young patriarch of the Clarke family wants to destroy Terrain
Villa. I’m really forced into the corner now and have no choice but to see you.”
“The Clarke family?” Hearing that name, uncontrollable anger burst out from the old man’s body and
eyes.
He stared at Ernest with hatred and asked, “Is it that Clarke family? Have they already selected the
young patriarch?”
Ernest quickly nodded and said, “Yes, Grandmaster. It’s that Clarke family! Their young patriarch is
Philip Clarke. According to the information I received, he’s Roger Clarke’s son.”
“Roger Clarke?!”
The old man on the podium suddenly roared in rage. “Is that old guy not dead yet?”
The old man raged before he laughed and said, “Very well. The young patriarch of the Clarke family,
Roger Clarke’s son. It seems that the feud between the Turner family and the Clarke family isn’t over
yet.”
“Grandmaster, you have to save me,” Ernest said.
The old man waved his hand, and a circle of energy aura and the power of rules rippled outward like a
circular airwave. It spread from the ancient building to a radius of 100 miles!
In an instant, all the disciples in the North felt that fierce and murderous aura from the sky.
A half-step to the other shore! A powerhouse half-step to the other shore had actually appeared in the
North!
Leon, Fennel, and Tango Lidds in the North felt this fierce aura as well. At this moment, Tango, who
was executing a secret mission somewhere, turned around and stared in the direction of Terrain Villa. A
chill flashed in the corner of his eyes. His brows twitched, and he said under his breath, “Is that the one
from the Turner family?”
At the same time, the old man on the podium in the ancient building sneered and said, “The Clarke
family has no right to run rampant in my Northern territory! A young patriarch of the Clarke family isn’t
worth my attention! You can just act according to your plan. At the critical juncture, I’ll go out and help
you!”
Hearing this, Ernest quickly knelt down and said, “Thank you, Grandmaster.”
Then, he slowly retreated from the ancient building. After he left the building, Ernest stood at the door
and looked at the view of Terrain Villa. He sneered and said, “Philip Clarke, let’s see what you’re going
to do! Terrain Villa is not a bug that you can crush at will!”
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