Female NovelMeanwhile, Pascal had finally returned from refining weapons in seclusion, and he was holding a string of bells.That string of bells consisted of three shiny and beautiful bells.Upon his return, however, Pascal was stunned when he saw the messy scene.“Who is it? Who did this?" Pascal roared.Crafting Clan had never interacted with the martial arts families from the mundane world, so conflicts had never happened there.Besides, the laws of nature would restrict those sects and prestigious families from the secret realms, so they wouldn't dare tomess with them.Although plenty of families from the secret realms were eager to have the Divine Scroll, Pascal had always refused to sell it. WithCrafting Clan still having the Divine Scroll in their possession, the families from the secret realms were very respectful towardthem.That was why Pascal was livid when he saw that someone had messed up their place.“Dad, you've finally returned!” Sherman threw himself into his father's embrace tearfully.“What happened here, Sherman?” Pascal asked with a stern expression.“Dad, let Mr. Yandle explain it to you.” Sherman knew Morgan's words carried more weight than his, so he chose to let Morganexplain the situation.“Mr. Pascal, when you were in solitary training, a brat called Jared Chance came because he wanted to borrow the Divine Scrollfrom us. | told him Divine Scroll is the treasure of Crafting Clan, so we don't lend it to anyone. | told him you're keeping it, and wedon't know where it is. However, he didn't believe us, and he ended up trashing our place. He even killed quite a few of our menand hit Mr. Sherman!” Morgan told Pascal what happened.Obviously, Morgan didn't know much. He only got the information from Sherman.“Jared Chance?” Pascal was exuding an intense wave of murderous aura. “Is that man really that strong? Are the men ofCrafting Clan that weak?”In response, Morgan said, “Mr. Pascal, | think Jared Chance is a Martial Arts Saint. Our magical items didn't work on him.”“Hmph! So what if he's a Martial Arts Saint? This time, | have forged the Soul Summoning Bells. This can now bring a MartialArts Saint to his knees!” Pascal boasted while holding the bells.“You forged the Soul Summoning Bells, Mr. Pascal? No one can threaten Crafting Clan anymore! Soul Summoning Bells caneven scare the lord of the underworld!” Morgan was astonished.“Dad, Jared will surely be back! You must avenge me and teach that fellow a lesson!” Sherman exclaimed.With his father around, Sherman became full of confidence.
“Don't worry. If he dares to come, I'llmake him pay. No one has had theguts to cause trouble here.” aspal |Poet lok hs eyes, but hesoon realized something. “Wait.Jared Chance? Why does that namesound so familiar? Is he the man whowiped out the Warriors Alliance ofJadeborough?” Please read theoriginal content at NovelDrama.Org.“Yes. That's him. The people from Evil Heart Sect are still hunting him down.” Sherman nodded.
Pascal immediately frowned when heheard that; “I VANS Saqlersds ts pert hig regard. Heeven established Deragon Sect inJadeborough!” Please read theoriginal content at NovelDrama.Org.
“Who cares who holds Jared in highregard? That fellow came here withan ordinary calligraphy brush Bestold me that was g tokefrofn irSandel threw that calligraphybrush back to him. That was merelyan ordinary calligraphy brush! Howwas that a token? | don't even knowwho Mr. Sanders is!” Sherman saidnonchalantly when he heard what hisfather said. Please read the originalcontent at NovelDrama.Org.Unlike Sherman, Pascal knew how big of a deal that was, so much so that his expression changed instantly when he heardJared had Arthur's calligraphy brush.“What's the matter with you, Dad? Are you letting Jared go because of a calligraphy brush?” Sherman asked anxiously.“Don't worry about it. | know what I'm doing.”Pascal turned around and left.novelbin