Chapter 393: Respect

Back in the Hidden Kill Sect, Stefan and Jaggrv were standing beside each other and looking at the long row of cells that hadn't been occupied in a long time.

These cells had been designed for any non-Warrior level prisoners that the sect might take, and they were fully equipped with torture devices that could break even the hardest of men.

Once, the Hidden Kill Sect had used to accept contracts in other things, along with assassinations.

"Did you expect this when we realized that he was the fulfiller of the prophecy?"

As Stefan asked this, Jaggrv shrugged and shook his head, saying, "Are you f@@king kidding me? No one could have expected this. The guy is… A monster. Are you sure that we haven't invited the f@@king calamity instead of finding someone to save us from it?"