Angeline did not even bother talking to him.

"Angeline!" Cole suddenly shouted.

Angeline stopped in her tracks, feeling frozen in place. However, she did not turn around.

There were a lot of things that Cole wanted to say to make her stay, but he ended up uttering words that were against his conscience. "It won't be too late for you to leave after I've removed the barricades, Angeline."

Angeline thought about the troop formations in the dense forest, knowing that if the barricades were not removed, it would be difficult for Grayson to escort several weak women down the mountain alone. She then nodded and said, "Thank you."

Carson brought Jay to Grand Old Master Yorks' residence. The old man narrowed his eyes at Jay, staring at him with a gaze full of intrigue.

"Tie him up."

Carson found a rope and tied Jay's hands behind his back.

Jay did not resist, but instead, he looked at the old man calmly and teased. "This is unnecessary. I'm not

going to leave even if you don't tie me up."

The old man cast sidelong glances at him. His expression was still as cordial and amiable as ever, his smile still as dazzling and bright. However, he was a man with a soft appearance but a dangerous heart." You may look harmless and innocent, but you're more cunning than the most ferocious of beasts. I've been thinking about it for a few hours now yet I still can't figure out how you spiked my tea with laxatives today."

As Jay was tied firmly, he had no choice but to hop his way to Grand Old Master Yorks. He said, "Want to know?"

Grand Old Master Yorks scrutinized Jay with his scheming eyes. He was clearly looking forward to knowing the answer, but he shook his head instead." Nope."

Jay laughed. "Your heart says otherwise." He then sat in one corner calmly.

Grand Old Master Yorks was dumbfounded. "You're about to die. Aren't you afraid at all?"

Jay glared at him and asked, "Are you a fortune-teller?"

The expression on his face seemed to be saying 'I'm the master of my own destiny'.

Grand Old Master Yorks gave up. He stroked his beard and said, "Your life is in my hands now. If I want you to die, you'll die, you hear me?"

"Hmph. My life is in my own hands. If I don't want to die, then even God can't take my life away," Jay replied leisurely.

Grand Old Master Yorks did not believe that Jay could still stay so calm in the face of death and pulled out the scimitar hanging on the wall. With a swoosh, the scimitar was drawn out and pressing against Jay's neck.

Despite that, Jay neither frowned nor blink. He even teased him, saying, "Stop acting, old man. I'm no fan of dramas." Grand Old Master Yorks was beyond frustrated. This man was not only bold but also mentally strong, clever even. He was so flawless that he practically had no shortcomings.

Grand Old Master tossed the scimitar away. Before Jay confessed his true identity, he was not going to kill him.

He then glanced at Carson and growled. "Throw him to the woodshed and starve him for a few days. I'd like to see if he still has the strength to fool me after that."

Carson took Jay to a tiny black woodshed. After throwing him inside, Carson gloated and boasted, "Oh, Ben. Your days are coming to an end."

Jay teased Carson. "Sigh, a bad thing never dies indeed."

Carson, He then stomped away.

When Cole went to the Yorks' stronghold to remove the barricades, Old Master Yorks was strongly against it.

Old Master Yorks was infuriated. "If Angeline stays, then I'll at least spare her because she's your crush. If she leaves, then she will no longer be part of Doomsday, so how can I possibly allow her to leave unscathed?"

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