A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5310

At the very front, the Swordmaster City delegation, Qivius, stood close to Lester. His chin lifted a fraction higher than courtesy allowed, a triumph tugging at the corner of his mouth.

“Jared! Drag yourself out here now!” Lester roared.

“If anything bad happens to Kael, the Sword Sect will be doomed!”

The massive gate groaned open. Jared stepped through at an unhurried pace, Corin, Flaxseed, and Lyra fanning out behind him. A slim rank of Sword Sect disciples followed, heads high, eyes blazing with the eerie calm of people who had already promised their lives to a cause.

They were hopelessly outnumbered, yet they wore the same expression—unyielding, fearless, prepared to die before surrendering so much as a breath.

“Where is Kael?” Lester demanded, each word bitten off like steel striking flint.

His glare locked on Jared, murderous intent gathering so thick in his eyes it seemed to darken the sunlight itself.

“His cultivation is gone. I tossed him outside the city.” Jared’s answer was delivered in a level tone, the words dropping into the silence like cold iron.

Lester exploded, his roar splitting the air. “You’ve got a death wish, boy!”

Rage convulsed through Lester’s broad frame. Power from an eighth-tier Earthly Immortal surged out of him like a tidal wave, making the flagstones moan underfoot. “My son’s arms were severed. His cultivation is ruined! And you dare stand here swaggering in front of me!”

“He deserved it.” Jared met Lester’s murderous glare without the slightest tremor.

“Had Master Morden not spoken, your precious son would be a corpse. Remember this, Lester. This is Swordmaster City, Ararat’s domain. Sacred Sword Manor holds no authority here, and neither do you.”

With Ararat supporting him, Jared felt no need to retreat. He was not afraid even if Lester had gathered many sects.

Lester’s face twitched, uncertainty flashing before fury reclaimed it. “Don’t think throwing Mr. Goizeder’s name around will frighten me! Even if he arrived this very moment, you would still pay in blood.” He pivoted toward Qivius. “Mr. Massey! Jared has maimed people inside Swordmaster City’s walls. Are we not bound to punish him according to City law?”

Qivius cleared his throat and stepped forward, robes swishing. “Jared, you have provoked multiple clashes within the city and gravely injured Scared Sword Manor’s young master. That alone violates the laws. If you acknowledge your first offense, destroy your cultivation, and surrender the Sword Sect, I may plead for leniency and spare your life.”

The words sounded righteous, but the bias bled through every word.

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