Chapter 219 A Big Short's Prisoner

• It was nine o’clock in the evening now. And the bright moon shone above the branches. Waylon, Alan, and others all looked up anxiously. The masters of the Asura Sect they had just seen had all rushed to the top of the mountain. But they still knew nothing about the situation at the mountaintop. “With so many masters of the Asura Sect rushing to the mountain and with York, a master at the Transformation Realm, I’m afraid Mr. Santos is in great danger.” Ethan, in the crowd, sighed heavily. As a member of the most prominent family in Newden, he naturally knew more about the martial arts world than others. There was hardly a master at the Transformation Realm to be found in Newden.
• Leonard was indeed reckless for not listening to their advice. As one of the twenty-eight Soultakers, York was a key member even in the Asura Sect, and his strength was even more terrifying. Leonard was also powerful, but confronting York, Leonard didn’t stand a chance to win. “Yes. Leonard is young and has a promising future, but now he has to risk his life. It is really unwise.” Reg, Alan, Parker, and others all frowned. They did think highly of Leonard, but the reputation of the twenty-eight Soultakers of the Asura Sect was even more frightening.
• Next to them, Cherry, Beryl, and other juniors also looked gloomy. If Leonard died, the Santos Group might not have been able to survive under the attack of many other enemies. “If Leonard dies, how would Marianna live?” George also panicked at this moment. Philip was about to speak, but suddenly, he widened his eyes in shock and stood blankly on the spot. George turned around and looked toward the mountain path. A group of people were walking down the mountain. The person at the front was holding a man with messy hair. The man with disheveled hair was exactly Zavier. The person carrying Zavier was naturally. Leonard. Behind Leonard were Marianna, Eileen, Gracia, and others supporting each other.