Chapter 597
- “We really can’t help with anything. Better not hang around and make a mess!”
- One of the elders of the Carvers spoke while sneaking a glance at Sullivan. He’d heard the rumors—Sullivan had tangled with the Shadow Gate more than once, and there was bad blood.
- If the Shadow Gate came knocking because of him, they’d all get dragged down. And the Longevity Pavilion might not lift a finger to save them.