<h4>Chapter 2396: Chapter 2396: Purge</h4>


    "Stand up."


    The Prophet took off his coat and sat on the chair beside him.


    "Yes, Holy Messenger." Hume Rose stood up and walked over to the Prophet.


    His face was filled with fear.


    "I’ve heard that the Lotus Shadow has been stolen?" The Prophet picked up the prepared teacup, asking leisurely.


    "Yes..."


    Ssh!


    A cup of hot tea was thrown on Hume Rose’s face by the Prophet.


    He didn’t even dare to move, didn’t dodge at all.


    "Useless."


    p!


    The Prophet wasn’t done yet, he pped his face hard.


    The crisp sound was particrly piercing in the night.


    "Please punish me, Holy Messenger." Hume Rose kneeled, bowing his head.


    "Within the Lotus Shadow lies our ns to restore the world! We are servants of the gods, we must save them and let them descend upon the Mortal World once more!"


    The Prophet roared in anger, then lowered his voice: "Once the Lotus Shadow is leaked, it will cause endless consequences. You should know this."


    "I’m already investigating, please give me some time." Hume Rose spoke very respectfully.


    "In three days, if you can’t retrieve it, prepare to die as an apology." The Prophet snorted coldly, kicking aside the table in the Rose family hall.


    Behind the table was a painting.


    He lifted the painting, revealing the entrance to a temple.


    "I’ve heard that someone has been here?" The Prophet stood at the temple door, asking again.


    "A small figure wants to help me find the Lotus Shadow." Hume Rose remained kneeling.


    "I’ll arrange people to investigate. If you have any news, inform me immediately." The Prophet turned around and entered the temple, soon disappearing.


    His cloak was also embroidered with a white lotus.


    Exactly like the one inside the underground pce.


    After the Prophet left, Hume Rose touched his face, slowly stood up.


    He wiped the tea off his face with his sleeve, eyes filled with venom.


    "Don’t worry, in two days you won’t have to endure this humiliation anymore."


    A male voice came from outside the Rose family hall.


    Soon, a man in a yellow robe walked in with hands behind his back.


    "Indeed, I don’t want to endure it another day. But the remnants of the white lotus on me, I can only endure for now." Hume Rose picked up a cup, inhaled its contents, instantly felt much better all over.


    "I’m afraid, now the outside world is chasing after the Lotus Shadow, their eyes all attracted by this thing, and we can finally do some proper business." The man spoke with hands behind his back, couldn’t help but cough a few times.


    "me Emperor, you’ve changed." Hume Rose shook his head, looking at Ilia Danvers in front of him.


    "I’m curious, who is the new master you’ve pledged allegiance to recently?"


    He asked aloud.


    "Don’t ask too much." Since surviving severe injuriesst time, Ilia Danvers fell into extreme weakness, even his body would ache while breathing.


    But he survived after all.


    It’s good to be alive.


    His n to merge with the dragon waspletely foiled.


    "Laughable,ughable." Ilia Danvers shook his head, his tone full of self-mockery. "Laughable that back then we fought for supremacy, but in the end it was all for nothing. me Emperor ims to be the Prophet, originally intended to rise again using the temple, but now has to rely on the Dragon family. And I... haha."


    "I listened to you, offered up my Rose family’s treasured Lotus Shadow! Now, you won’t even tell me who’s behind it!" Hume Rose grabbed Ilia Danvers by the cor, speaking angrily: "I’m asking onest time, who is that person!"


    "Are you sure you want to know?" Ilia Danvers’ eyes drooped, looking at the hand clutching his cor, spoke coldly: "The consequences, you know."


    "What do you take me for?" Hume Rose slowly released his hand, voice cold, "Indeed, I want to rid myself of the White Lotus Cult, but now anyone knows the Prophet is the founder of it, and he’s at a dead end, if he wasn’t relying on the Dragon family, would I agree to cooperate with you?"


    "Yet you still agreed to cooperate." Ilia Danvers leaned back in his chair, coughing violently, "Don’t rush, in two days I’ll help you kill the Prophet. Then you’ll know who’s behind me."


    "Fine, I’ll believe you onest time!" The anger in Hume Rose’s eyes slowly dissipated. "Two days! After two days, if you deceive me, I will kill you!"


    "Heh." Ilia Danvers toyed with the lighter in his hand, a flicker of hard-to-notice hatred in his eyes.


    If he was still at his peak, if he hadn’t been killed once by the Golden Dragon, then now, what qualifications does Hume Rose have to be arrogant in front of him?


    With Mont’s strong power coupled with the Golden Dragon’s blessing, who in the world would be his opponent?


    But now, everything is ruined.


    "I’ll reim everything I’ve lost." Ilia Danvers took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth.


    He lit the lighter, but just as it was about to touch the cigarette, he extinguished the me.


    Snapped the cigarette in half.


    Threw it on the ground.


    And left.


    "Remember, in one day’s time, only your Rose family will remain as a martial arts family in the southeast." After speaking, Ilia Danvers vanished into the darkness.


    "Haha." Hume Rose’s eyes were filled with arrogance, he took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.


    "My Rose family, five thousand years! Finally we can break free from outsider control, let loose, dominate the area."


    "Thousands of years, the foundation the ancestors couldn’tplete, now I willplete!"


    "I want to be the strongest person in Rose family history."


    "Joran Rose!"


    "Franz Rose!"


    Hume Rose called out softly.


    The underground pce door slowly opened.


    A team of people walked out.


    These people were the ones Julius Reed saw in the room piled with bones.


    They were full of murderous intent, eyes flushed red!


    "Family Head."


    These people kneeled in unison.


    They wore red clothes and even the swords at their waists were red.


    "Tonight, first clear out the remnants of forces in the southeast. Remember, leave no survivors."


    Hume Rose’s lips curled slightly, eyes full of a murderous frenzy.


    "I hope you will return before dawn."


    "Yes, sir!"


    The crowd disappeared.


    ...


    In front of a mansion.


    An old man bathed and changed, holding two girls, a happy smile on his face.


    "Old Master Pendleton, you’re a famous martial arts master in the southeast, when can you teach us a few moves?" The girls spoke coquettishly.


    "Even a hen needs bloody skills, what, want to be a phoenix?" The old man reached out, pinched the girl’s buttocks.


    But at this moment, a shadow shed past.


    "Who dares to be so reckless!" Morgan Pendleton pushed the two women aside, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Even daring to break into Great Immortal Bread’s vi! Since you’re seeking death, I’ll send you on your way!"


    Thump!


    A de shed past!


    Blood seeped from Morgan Pendleton’s head, his body still held the pose from before.


    Thud!


    Next, he fell straight to the ground.


    Behind him, someone held the sword single-handedly.


    The sword was covered in blood.


    That night, the martial arts world of the southeast trembled!