A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 3711

Dillon dismissed One-Eyed’s insinuation with disdain. “Bullsh*t. Pathfinder Sect may not rival the Demon Seal Alliance, but we do not lack resources. How dare you suggest that? I don’t care who’s after Jared. He is currently under our protection, aboard our airship. Surrendering him would tarnish our reputation irreparably. As the escort, it’s my duty to ensure the safety of all passengers.

Even at the cost of my life, I will not betray that trust. And if you dare to provoke a conflict, be prepared for the consequences. Even if I fall, Pathfinder Sect will ensure justice is served. Consider your actions carefully. If we mark you as our enemy, you won’t survive in the southern region.” Dillon’s words could only use Pathfinder Sect’s authority to intimidate One- Eyed and his group.

As expected, One-Eyed’s resolve wavered. Pathfinder Sect wielded considerable influence throughout the southern region, boasting numerous branches and a formidable reputation.

If he crossed them and found himself on their hit list, it would indeed be impossible for him to survive in the southern region.

Moreover, the sect leader of Pathfinder Sect was an enigma, rarely seen and known by few. It was the elders who were primarily overseeing the sect.

Swayed by the potential consequences of antagonizing Pathfinder Sect, OneEyed hesitated. Dillon seized the opportunity, offering a compromise. “If you give up now, we’re willing to provide a generous batch of resources. While it may not match the bounty of the Demon Seal Alliance, it certainly won’t be far off.” He struck while the iron was still hot, hoping he could persuade One-Eyed and his group to leave.

Upon hearing the offer, One-Eyed was even more torn.

As One-Eyed contemplated Dillon’s proposition, one of his underlings approached him, murmuring into his ear, “Boss, a century’s worth of offerings isn’t the only thing we’ll get if we manage to kill Jared.” One-Eyed’s gaze hardened after he heard that. Turning his gaze back to Dillon, One-Eyed spoke. “Mr. Sawyer, while I harbor no desire to be at odds with Pathfinder Sect, I cannot leave without Jared today. If you refuse to hand him over, you leave me no choice but to end you.” Dillon’s brow furrowed. I was so close to succeeding! What did that underling say to strengthen his resolve?

Jared, however, appeared deceptively youthful and was merely a Third Level Tribulator.

How could someone of this caliber possibly be targeted by the Demon Seal Alliance?

“Indeed, I am Jared, the one whom the Demon Seal Alliance is after. I can go with you, so don’t make things difficult for Mr. Sawyer,” Jared addressed OneEyed calmly.

“Mr. Chance, you…” Dillon began, feeling a mix of gratitude and guilt as Jared voluntarily stepped forward to spare him trouble.