Chapter 962 Two Factions Of Hell

• At that moment, the man in black seemed to have relaxed, fully aware that his life or death hinged on Aiden's single thought. He managed a bitter smile and said, “Mr. Finnegan, you've truly put me in a tough spot! People who are locals in Hell don't even know where the entrance is, let alone us.”
• Upon hearing that, Aiden frowned and asked, “What kind of level of person would know the entrance to Hell?”
• The man in black pondered before answering, “At least someone at the level of a ruler! Because once, a lord took us out, and when we returned, we were made to be so disoriented that we had no idea where the entrance was!”