Chapter 432

Chapter 432 White Dragon King Unlike Sierra, they had no scandals surrounding them.

Therefore, Luciana would never easily let go of that powerful weapon.

Keeping Zoran by her side was definitely more beneficial than detrimental.

The reason she spoke as she did was simply to make Zoran understand that his life belonged to her, he was her subordinate, and he shouldn't even think about breaking free.

However, Luciana was smart; she didn't dwell on it.

Informing Zoran to no longer interfere in Emrys' affairs was a way to pacify him. She wanted Zoran to understand that the master would occasionally consider the feelings of the subordinate. Zoran slowly exhaled the pent-up air in his chest and said, "Thank you for your generosity, Ms. Lane."

He didn't dare to ask Luciana about her plans to deal with Emrys, nor did he have the desire to. As long as Luciana didn't ask him to continue following Emrys, that would be enough.

Luciana said, "You and your team should take a good break recently. Once I've dealt with that young man, you can continue to follow and take photos of Sierra."

As she spoke, a chill descended upon Luciana's face.

Originally, the plan was to seize that opportunity to expose the scandal between Emrys and Sierra. However, not only did the scandal fail to surface, but they ended up being manipulated by Emrys instead. Luciana's mood had reached the point of extreme displeasure.

Since the opportunity had turned into an obstacle, she thought it best to eliminate Emrys.

Early the next morning, Luciana hurried to Summerbank Airport and caught a flight back to Jipsdale.

Upon returning to the Santana residence, Luciana shared her bizarre experiences in Jazona with her husband, Jovanni.

Jovanni had long been aware of the grudges and grievances between Luciana and Sierra. He comforted her, saying, "Darling, calm your anger. Isn't it just a cultivator? We can ask White Dragon King for help. He can surely make them disappear without a trace. Moreover, I have some good news to share with you. The one from the Langford family is not doing well."

Money was a valuable asset.

However, for the influential figures in the martial arts world, money was as fleeting as water. They had reached a level where, with a mere snap of their fingers, countless wealthy families would deliver money to their doorstep. And so it was with White Dragon King.

Every year, the Santana family willingly gave him a substantial amount of money, treating him with the reverence reserved for a living deity.

All of this was because White Dragon King was a revered figure. He had the means to demand such treatment.

In Jipsdale, the prominent families that managed to establish themselves either had a close relationship with the headquarters of Central Chanaean Martial Arts Alliance or, like the Santana family, spent a fortune to support a revered expert.

A Manifestor grandmaster seemed insufficient in that place.

At that moment, within a vast estate, Jovanni brought Luciana to visit White Dragon King. From the moment they entered the estate's main gate, they proceeded on foot. By the time they reached the mansion where White Dragon King resided, approximately forty minutes had already passed.

That was not an exaggeration at all.

Out of respect for White Dragon King, Jovanni and his companion didn't dare to drive into the estate. They had no choice but to proceed on foot.

One couldn't blame Jovanni for being cautious.

For a wealthy noble family like theirs, their ancestors had once stormed into Jipsdale, establishing their roots. However, once those ancestors passed away and the family's prestige faded, if they did not find a powerful backing in time, it was likely they would quickly fall into decline.

White Dragon King became the mainstay of the Santana family.

Jovanni was certainly to be treated with utmost respect.

After hearing Luciana's story, White Dragon King couldn't help but chuckle. "A friar."

Friars were skilled in magecraft, and perhaps their initial strength surpassed that of the martial artists. However, once they reached the Manifestor stage, the martial artists simply did not regard friars as significant. Furthermore, considering that the individual who provoked Luciana was only in his twenties, how extensive could his knowledge of magecraft possibly be? This was the contemplation of White Dragon King. White Dragon King, a highly esteemed figure in his own right, possessed even greater power than a Manifestor grandmaster. How could he possibly view Emrys, a mere commoner, as his equal? Requesting him to take action was nothing short of an insult to him.

With a disdainful expression in his eyes, White Dragon King glanced at Jovanni and remarked, "Are you certain you want me to intervene against a mere friar?"

White Dragon King accepted the Santana family's money, not in the manner of a bodyguard receiving a salary, but with an air of authority. In other words, it was as if the Santana family was paying to honor an ancestor.