The Shadow Group not only gathered intelligence from outside but also kept tabs on the internal affairs of the Reyne family. After all, only by eliminating threats both inside and outside could the Reyne family be more stable.


    As the head of the Shadow Group, Divan had no secrets in front of Jesse. Jesse knew that Divan was a cultivator without real power, one who appeared strong on the outside but was weak and desperate for status and respect on the inside.


    When Jesse exposed him, Divan felt his face burning with embarrassment. Bowing his head, he said, "Mister Jesse, you''re joking with me again, but this joke isn''t funny at all."


    While speaking, Divan looked up at Jesse and continued, "I have great respect for you, sir, but I truly do not wish to join the Shadow Group. This time, I came to deliver a message from Lord Babbit."


    "A message? So, there''s a new task?"


    "Exactly. Wilbur''s old friend, Augheimer, has somehow learned a technique that allows him to absorb the energy of other cultivators. In just ten days, he has killed five thousand cultivators outside the city. The family head believes that if this person isn''t dealt with, he will be a great enemy of the Reyne family in the future. Therefore, he hopes you will personally take care of this matter, Lord Jesse."


    "I see. Get out of here."


    "Yes, sir."


    Although Divan felt unwilling, he still rose, took a few steps back, and then turned to leave the great hall.


    Outside the city, night had fallen. Normally, even at night, the cultivators outside the city would be hunting their prey, with the sounds of battles echoing everywhere. After all, most cultivators were eager to earn enough gold to use the teleportation array and leave Buck Town.


    However, tonight was unusually quiet. All the cultivators had found hiding ces and were lying low. They normally would not have needed to do so, but a murderous demon had recently appeared.


    This person had killed five thousand cultivators in just ten days, robbing them of their belongings. No one wanted to provoke such a powerful individual, so hiding was the only option.


    Snowkes drifted down from the sky and looking up, one could see the stars twinkling in the night. In an open snowy field, a campfire burned brightly. A man in a ck robe sat beside the fire, holding a wooden spit on which two wild rabbits were skewered.


    The roasted rabbits dripped with greasy fat, sizzling as they hit the mes. The aroma of the roasting meat wafted through the air, but the man sat there, calmly turning the spit, seemingly in no hurry to eat.


    At that moment, several cultivators suddenly appeared. Seeing Augheimer sitting by the fire roasting the rabbits, the leader said, "This fool, lighting a fire at night. Isn''t he just asking to be found? Brothers, let''s get him, kill him, and enjoy the roast meat!"


    "Hahaha, let''s have some roast meat!"


    They quickly surrounded Augheimer. The leader said, "Kill him, finish today''sst job, and then let''s find a ce to hide and avoid that murderous demon. We''ll resume hunting tomorrow."


    "Attack!"


    With thatmand, they all charged at Augheimer. But at that moment, Augheimer moved swiftly, grabbing the leader by the throat and throwing him directly into the campfire. As the mes touched his clothes, they immediately erupted into a fierce ze.