Chapter 1047
As soon as Wyatt made a move, one of the black-robed men grew alert, swinging his iron staff with force toward Wyatt without any hesitation.
Wyatt hadn't expected such hostility. Instead of blocking the attack, he quickly stepped back, his expression turning cold as he barked, "What's your problem? Do you want to fight?"
The black-robed man's voice was as icy as ever. "You'll die in vain if you remain here any longer."
Wyatt felt his anger rising. With a mocking laugh, he replied, "Mr. NIghtell Senior told me to stay. This is his place. Who are you to tell me to leave?"
At that moment, the half-closed door of the church creaked open.
A man dressed similarly to Jonah, in white robes, stepped out with a calm smile. He glanced at Wyatt before turning his attention to the black-robed figures.
He politely, yet firmly, said, "You are our guests, and we should show you respect.
"However, Mr. Nightell Senior has his rules. These two individuals were slightly out of line, so my senior

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