Grote fell to his knees upon hearing those words, trembling from head to toe. "This was all Dorrah's idea, Lord Babbit! | had nothing
to do with it! Please spare my life!"
"Take your men and get lost."
"Thank you, Lord Babbit!"
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Grote waved a hand and left with the Hilton family cultivators. Mike was red in the face by then, and Babbit leered at him coldly.
"Dorrah sure was a lucky man to get his hands on a talisman creator. Your name's Mike, isn't it? Well, letask you now. Are you
willing to pledge your loyalty toand join the Reyne family as one of my soldiers? Blink twice if it's a yes."
Mike scrambled to blink twice quickly. While he was loyal to Dorrah, Dorrah was no longer alive for him to stay loyal to. Mike had no
support, and Babbit could kill him at any moment.
"Very well."
Babbit loosened his grasp, and Mike fell to the ground as he gasped for air. "Il swear to remain loyal to you, Lord Babbit!"
"That's good to hear. You're pretty powerful, Mike. I'm interested in exploring that strength of yours."
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Babbit looked around and announced, "I'll spare any cultivators from the Chris family who surrender now."
The dozens of cultivators from the Chris kneeled at once, saying, "We surrender, Lord Babbit!"
Firton walked over to Babbit. "Lord Babbit, now that Dorrah Chris is dead, these cultivators are leaderless. Perhaps | can go to the
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