The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

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Chapter 840

Haylan appeared abruptly as if he had materialized out of thin air with no warning. He stood before Lawrence, his

gaze fixed on the red–robed messenger.

The red–robed messenger’s expression changed, a mix of surprise and fear washing over his face. He quickly

retreated, putting distance between himself and Haylan. His eyes locked with Haylan’s, disbelief etched across his

features. “How did you find your way here?” he asked, his voice filled with incredulity.

The cave nestled deep in the snowy mountains, concealed from prying eyes. It was a hidden sanctuary far away

from any human habitation, adding an air of mystery and seclusion.

Moreover, he had set up numerous defense and alarm mechanisms outside the cave, which would alert him to any

movement or disturbance outside.

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But despite all the precautions, Haylan had appeared without triggering any alarms. The red–robed messenger was

bewildered. “How is this possible?” he wondered, his mind racing for an explanation.

“Why would I know? Of course, it’s because of the clues and marks left by Lawrence, Haylan replied as he extended

a finger.

On his finger, a drop of cooking oil was particularly visible.

The pupils of the red–robed messenger contracted sharply as he looked at the cooking oil on Haylan’s finger. Then,

he glanced at Lawrence, who was standing behind Haylan. Anger immediately surged within him as he silently

cursed, “Ive been played!

Seeing Haylan appear, Lawrence completely relaxed. He fell onto the snowy ground, and let out a long sigh of

relief, before saying, “Haylan, you finally arrived. I was exhausted. If you hadn’t arrived, I don’t think I could have

kept up the act any longer.

“An act? The red–robed messenger seized upon the key information in Lawrence’s words.

Of course, it was all an act, Lawrence replied. As he held the meteorite in his hand, he kicked away the stones on

the ground and proudly said, “Everything I told you earlier was a lie. That so–called spirit gathering array is utter

nonsense. I didn’t understand it at all. The reason I said all that was to exploit your weakness, to use your desire for

power, and to fabricate a lie to buy time. Did you really think the cooking oil on me was only for defense against

your cursed beetles? Well, you’re wrong. The cooking oil on me has a special fragrance that lingers in the air. By

dousing myself in cooking oil, I naturally acquired that scent. As you took me away, drops of cooking oil would fall

along the way, creating markers that Mr. Jaber could easily follow to find me. You’ve been played, you fool!”

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of snow and wiped off the cooking oil from his body.

The red–robed messenger’s face instantly became incredibly dark, and he said in a deep voice, ‘So, you already

planned everything before my arrival. Deliberately dousing yourself in oil, deliberately allowing me to take you

away, just so you could let Landon and Yvonne escape. Then, you fabricated the lie of the spirit gathering array,

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purposefully being slow in setting up the array, and asking me for the treasure. It was all a delay tactic to wait for

Haylan to rescue you?”

“You’re right. You’re not completely dimwitted. There is still hope for you to be saved,” Lawrence nodded and

continued to toy with the meteorite in his hand. He continued, “But in terms of intelligence and foresight, you are

nothing in front of me. Although not being able to see your true face is a loss, it is an unexpected joy to obtain such

a meteorite from your hands. This meteorite shall be the compensation for the sword beam attack you used to

harm me. Now, get lost quickly, red–robed messenger. After speaking, he continued to play with the meteorite.

The red–robed messenger’s eyes darkened upon hearing this, and an endless rage surged within him. He clenched

his fists tightly, creating cracking sounds.

He had been played, and manipulated by Lawrence, an unknown nobody! This was an absolute humiliation!

“Bastard, I’ll kill you!” the red–robed messenger roared in anger, his body like lightning, charging toward Lawrence.

As he attacked, an extremely fierce murderous intent soared into the sky, causing the cave to tremble and buzz.

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