Chapter 2137 - Spatial Crack (1/2)
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan left, ignoring Tuis’ ridicule.
Tuis’ face darkened as he watched them leave.
Tuis was not a kind and gentle person. He believed the most effective way to make people respect the Tuis Family was to make them fear them. He was never going to forgive Mo Fan, who kept disrespecting him so easily, or that b**ch Asha’ruiya!
He knew Asha’ruiya had gone to eat breakfast with Mo Fan at Chinatown early in the morning the next day after what had happened. She did not even bother keeping it a secret.
They might have stumbled into one another coincidentally if they grabbed lunch or dinner together, or perhaps they had something important to discuss. However, their relationship was obviously not simple if they ate breakfast together. Anyone could easily guess they must have done some intense exercise the previous night, as it was the only reason they would eat breakfast together early in the morning! After all, young people nowadays would normally sleep until noon if they did not go to work!
A monkey and a vixen, what a perfect match! Tuis swore he was going to make them both pay!
“Master Tuis, it’s too hard to look for it in the sea. It won’t leave any traces behind. We need your help to track it down,” Lucas said respectfully.
“That creature isn’t the one that destroyed Green Sprouts Island,” Tuis declared.
“Her Highness Izisha hopes you can capture it. People are doubting the Parthenon Temple, but the two young Saintesses aren’t doing much to answer their doubts. If we can capture it to comfort the people, they will believe Izisha and you are capable of dealing with the Tyrant Titans, even if it isn’t the culprit that destroyed the Green Sprouts Island. We will write the names of those who died in the tragedy with its blood!” Lucas said sternly.
“I understand,” Tuis nodded.
It was obvious that Izisha wanted him to prove his capabilities. Wasn’t that simple?
It also turned out that useless Mo Fan had failed to defeat the Tyrant Titan. It was time to teach that monkey the difference between them!
“Come with me, follow the direction the moon is falling to,” Tuis ordered them.
“Should…should we call for backup? Only a few members of the Red Pine Hunter Group have survived. They were a first-tier Hunter Group!” Lucas asked.
“That won’t be necessary. We have more than enough. I don’t want to waste too much time on it. Let’s go!”
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Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan had saved a few members of the Red Pine Hunter Group who were soaked in the sea. They were in a terrible state, as they had either lost their limbs or half of their faces.
“F**k me, why did I think we were strong enough to take on a Silver Moon Tyrant Titan?” Akamatsu, the leader of the Red Pine Hunter Group, cried remorsefully.
Half of his face was ruined. He had managed to escape from the Tyrant Titan, but when he saw so many of his men get killed, he had an urge to lie in the water in despair and sink to the bottom of the sea!