Chapter 930

Andrew recalled the information Derek had gathered. The numbers matched up, meaning there was a martial ancestor among them, and that changed everything. Without knowing their exact identities, there was no way he could risk revealing himself. Even if all six of them were disciples of the Holy Spirits Sect, Andrew wouldn't be foolish enough to trust them. When it came to absolute profits, titles and sect affiliations meant nothing. If there was enough at stake, even so-called fellow disciples wouldn't hesitate to kill their own—especially out here, in the middle of nowhere, where no one would ever find the body. With that in mind, Andrew remained hidden, finding a concealed vantage point to monitor their movements. He stayed completely still, his senses locked onto their positions, waiting. … By dusk, the three teams had reassembled again. By sheer coincidence, they had chosen a spot extremely close to Andrew's hiding place, close enough that he could hear their convers