Chapter 1639: Chapter 1639: Are you a mad dog? Biting whoever you see?
Carson Flores didn’t want to provoke Luis Heath, and there was another concern.
Maggie Fitzgerald!
Luis Heath is Enzo Heath’s grandson, so he should call Diego Heath uncle or father, and refer to Maggie Fitzgerald as aunt or mother, making him and Maggie’s children cousins.
Maggie Fitzgerald has been operating in the Northern Mystic Sect for so many years, her network spreads throughout the Sect. To say that Luis Heath, this outstanding junior, hasn’t been in contact with Maggie, Carson Flores wouldn’t believe it even if you beat him to death.
Carson Flores is wary of the entire Northern Mystic Sect.
If it weren’t for his senior brother, Carson Flores wouldn’t have co to the Northern Mystic Sect, nor would he want any relation with it. Even though there’s his senior’s involvent, Carson Flores also harbors so caution toward Wynne Heath standing before him.
After bidding farewell to Wynne Heath, Carson Flores returned to the guest courtyard.
As soon as he arrived, he was caught by Evan Foster.
“Brother Lin, where did you go? You disappeared as soon as you arrived; I wanted to chat with you, but you were nowhere to be found.”
Carson Flores smiled and said, “I was asked to deliver sothing.”
Evan Foster realized, “So that’s your purpose for coming here?”
Carson Flores nodded, “Yes, but now, there’s an additional purpose—to watch your duel with Luis Heath.”
Evan Foster chuckled, “Don’t worry, this ti I’ll definitely beat Luis Heath until he’s down.”
In comparison to Luis Heath and Evan Foster, Carson Flores naturally felt closer to Evan Foster. He even hoped internally that Evan Foster would beat Luis Heath so badly he’d be bedridden for a year or two, preventing Wynne Heath from pairing Luis Heath with him.
When it cos to exploring the Celestial Immortal Cave Mansion, Carson Flores was naturally interested. According to Wynne Heath, it’s not just that a Peak Heavenly Immortal once lived there, but that he died within the mansion, which potentially contains his corpse, and most probably all his magical treasures and cultivation techniques.
Can the cultivation techniques of soone who reached the strength of a Peak Heavenly Immortal be poor? Can their magical treasures be weak?
Obtaining one might be infinitely rewarding.
However, exploring the mansion is a different matter, ignoring the dangers within. Who explores a Secret Realm without taking risks? At the very least, one must eliminate the dangers around them, right?
Facing danger in front, and getting stabbed in the back, who can survive?
Fortunately, the Northern Mystic Sect probably doesn’t recognize him now, right?
He ca all this way without alarming anyone, so presumably no one would intentionally target him.
Let’s see.
Let’s see who Wynne Heath finally picks as a partner, and then decide.
In the afternoon, while Carson Flores was still drinking tea with Evan Foster, Luis Heath arrived.
Luis Heath was very burly, with sharp eyes; he appeared extrely fierce, like a savage beast from the Barbaric Wastelands, ready to pounce and tear people to pieces at any mont.
Evan Foster chuckled softly, “I heard that Luis Heath survived alone in the Barbaric Wilderness when he was young, fighting alongside demons, developing a savage and bloodthirsty nature, much like an untad demonic beast…”
Luis Heath’s gaze fell on Evan Foster like a sharp arrow, and he coldly said, “A man gossiping like a garrulous woman, is it because you spend too much ti around won, making yourself like a lady, covered in the fragrance of powder?”
Evan Foster laughed heartily, “It’s better than being a beast like you.”
Luis Heath laughed coldly, his gaze swept over the many maidens behind Evan Foster, his eyes flashing slightly, “Indeed, Master Foster, going out and bringing so many won, I wonder if you can handle them at night, if your kidneys can endure, no wonder your body is so weak…”
Evan Foster responded indifferently, “They are my maidens, their lives belong to , but they aren’t my won. You can eat whatever you like, but don’t speak carelessly. Aren’t you afraid of shaming the Northern Mystic Sect?”
Luis Heath laughed icily, “It seems you value them highly, should we make a bet?”
Evan Foster raised his eyebrow, “What bet?”
Luis Heath smirked, “If you beat , I’ll give you my Broken Wind Sword. If you lose, all the maidens you brought will belong to , how’s that?”
Upon hearing these words, the many maidens behind Evan Foster’s expression changed, their eyes imdiately showing concern.
Evan Foster laughed heartily, “Who doesn’t know you, Luis Heath, are psychologically twisted, liking to toy and kill young and beautiful won. Although I don’t know why the Northern Mystic Sect hasn’t punished you for such behavior, I won’t gamble on such a boring battle agreent with you either.”
Luis Heath mocked, “What’s the matter, afraid to lose?”
Evan Foster replied freely, “Although I’ll definitely beat you up, I never place my people as bets. Gambling dogs have no future.”
Carson Flores was amused by Evan Foster’s last sentence, and it made him feel even more favorable toward Evan Foster.
No matter how you look at Luis Heath, he doesn’t seem like a good thing.
Carson Flores’s smile attracted Luis Heath’s attention.
Luis Heath’s gaze swept over directly, landing on Carson Flores, looking him up and down, and coldly sneered, “Why are you laughing?”
Carson Flores was speechless, were you a mad dog?
Bite whoever you et?
Even laughing is not okay, did I provoke you?
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