"Dale?"
"Mister Richie."
Dale and Patrick looked at each other and smiled. However, Patrick seemed rather displeased when he saw Wilbur. It was clear that
he knew about Wilbur through his own sources.
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"Wilbur Penn? Why are you here?"
"Mister Richie, | think you know why I'm here."
Patrick smirked and asked, "So, are you here for the Night Demon Project?"
Wilbur replied, "That's right, Patrick. | think you know what consequences the Night Demon Project will bring. How can you not
abide by the rules as a cultivator? You forcefully interfered with the lives of ordinary people. Isn't that crossing a line?"
Patrick scoffed coldly and said, "They are like insects to me. Their lives are as worthless as grass. | don't care even if millions of
them die."
There was a cold glint in Wilbur's eyes when he said in a chilling tone, "You're terrible. | can't believe you manipulated the Moda
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military for your personal gain. It looks like if you get away with the Night Demon Project, Kosanto will be your prey too."
"That's right. The plan is in action, and your appearance is fated to be an intermission."
Patrick created a ball of light in his right palm as he spoke. Meanwhile, Dale backed away to the side and said quietly, "This is all |
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