Chapter 2559

“Some things don't really belong to me. Let me at least return them first. Tell Aurora to keep this secret for me,” Linden said before disappearing into the shadows. At that moment, the disciples surrounded Whistler. “Whistler, you're not hurt, right?" It was clear that the disciples were still somewhat afraid of Whistler. He ignored them and proceeded to Casimir's chamber. “Master, what exactly is going on? How much do you know about all of this?” ... At the foot of Hydra Hill, Oakley and Yellowhorn were dusting themselves off. “You idiots, I already told you this method wouldn’t work,” said a curly-haired man dressed in black, his long hair covering his eyes. Yellowhorn stormed over to the curly-haired man, grabbing him by the collar in anger. “We were so close. Just a little bit more!” Yellowhorn lamented. “Those disciples are definitely no match for us! You brat, why did you pull us out?” The curly-haired man responded by kicking Yellowhorn squarely in the head. "Don't pu