Chapter 1747 - Manpower (3) (1/2)
In what was formerly known as Low Enigmatic City, Yandevere sat behind a thin curtain veil in the entertainment room of the newly constructed Violet's Bloom Pavilion.
The truth was that she had no idea what was happening on the middle tier right now. What Madeleine didn't know was that the Golden Crow Sect had sent their attack order through the seals of the traitors. But, Dyon cut Yandevere's off, so she was clueless as to what was happening.
Over the past few days, she had been taking on her role as the Head Mistress of this branch. Her appearance had drawn a lot of popularity and revenue for Dyon's newly established city, so she was quite busy.
Aritzia had done too good of a job sealing information. Since she knew that she didn't have enough information about the depth of Dyon's resources, she took the cautious approach. The whole of Middle Lily City was surrounded by a formation disallowing information from going in and out.
Unfortunately for the unaffiliated tourist of Middle Lily City, they were caught up in the chaos. When they tried to leave the city, the armies Aritzia had enlisted to surround the city stopped them, forcing them to go back. They could only hide amidst those warring.
One had to know the Middle Lily City was mostly a low grade entertainment city. It was frequented by mostly males who were relatively weak in comparison to true geniuses. Those with true talent would only go to cities where they could buy supplies worthy of their status. Obviously, the Flaming Lily Sect wasn't strong enough to provide such things. This made the task of keeping them all in incredibly easy.
However, it was at this moment that something unexpected happened.
A disciple working under Yandevere in this branch suddenly approached her behind the curtain of mesh.
”Senior sister, is it okay for us to still be here? The Golden Crow Sect already sent out the kill order. If we stay here any longer, we might get blamed or punished.”
Yandevere's grey eyes flashed with a cold light that caused the female disciple to take several quick steps backward in fear.
The disciple knew she had made a mistake. Yandevere's identity as a traitor to the Sect was highly classified information. Most of the other defectors weren't even aware. The only reason such a small-time disciple was aware of it now was because this kill order came along with a list of individuals who were on their side. In this way, they wouldn't attack their own.
Of course, Yandevere was among this list of allies. But, this disciple was confused about why it was that Yandevere hadn't moved despite the kill order having been given out. It had already been more than half a week.
”Do you really believe that your orders are the same as mine?” Yandevere said coldly.
A sudden realization came over the female disciple. She had stayed here, waiting to follow Yandevere's lead because she was afraid of death. She was hoping that if she followed Yandevere into battle, her chance of surviving would be higher. But, now she understood just how foolish she had been.
”I'm sorry. I'll go now.” The female disciple bowed quickly to leave, turning around to scurry away. But, how could she know that the last sight she would see would be the fading mesh of the Head Mistress?