Chapter 1607 - Return (1) (1/2)
”Wait!” An elder of the Golden Crow Sect called out once more. Despite Dyon's intention to leave, neither the Golden Crow Sect, nor the Flame Rebirth or Fiery Lotus Sect elders moved. How could they? Although their upper management had all gone to the Conference, they would still need to answer to their Sect Leaders for this matter eventually.
Dyon's features twitched with impatience. ”What do you want?”
Seeing Dyon's blatant disregard for them as elders, how could the five of them not feel uncomfortable? Still, they were forced to swallow their anger.
”I accept that God Goldeen was killed, but what of our Golden Crow Sect's Epistemic Key?” The leading elder of the Golden Crow Sect continued. He wasn't of the Goldeen or Crow families, but he had managed to work his way up the ranks despite this truth.
His name was Elder Aarush. He had brown skin and a slight stature, but it was clear he wasn't very good at controlling his temper. Despite his words sounding calm to a blind man, the twitching vein that looked more like a wiggling python on his forehead told a different story.
”Isn't it obvious? I've gifted it to my wife. You've improperly titled this treasure.” Dyon said without care. ”It isn't your Sect's key, it's the Golden Flame Quadrant's Key.”
Those who heard Dyon's words were stunned into silence, this was especially so for Melisende who suddenly understood the reason for Dyon's serious expression. If this hadn't been exposed here, then maybe thing would have been fine. But, now that it had, how could they allow them to leave so easily?
”You…” Elder Aarush's c.h.e.s.t heaved through his robes. For such an action to be so visible despite how skinny he was, it could be imagined just how much anger he was trying to suppress.
For Elder Aarush who didn't have protection of any of the pillar clans of their sect, to have his name tied to such a folly was tantamount to death. It didn't matter that he wasn't within the mystical world to change things, nor did it matter that Christian III's death had nothing to do with him. There would definitely be a scapegoat, and it definitely couldn't be the already dead Scions, nor could it be the inner disciples because they were all children of either the Goldeen or Crow Clans…
”This is intolerable. To take the treasures of the Golden Crow Sect, it doesn't matter how large the Clan backing you is, no one would accept this slight!” Elder Aarush roared.
However, his rage was only met with laughter.
Dyon's hand swept across his forehead, wiping off sweat from the unquenchable heat that pervaded the space around them. It was then that his eyes suddenly sharpened, their golden hue piercing through the veil of space and landing upon Aarush's body.