It was as if Eradin didn’t hear anything at all. He took off with his subordinates, not even sparing a moment to save Thorley.

“Did you think you could escape? There’s no chance!” Flaxseed raised his voice and stopped Eradin and the others in their tracks.

“Mr. Flaxseed, do not pursue a desperate enemy. Let them go!” Jared grabbed hold of Flaxseed.

At the moment, all Jared wanted was to leave Winged Tiger City as quickly as possible. He had no intention of meddling with Celestial Palace for the time being. His foundation in the celestial realm was still unstable, and messing with Celestial Palace would only complicate matters.

“Should we kill this brat?” Flaxseed asked, looking at Thorley.

“Don’t kill me… Don’t kill me…” Thorley quickly begged for mercy.

“We shouldn’t. I still need his life in exchange for resources…” Jared had planned to leverage Thorley’s life to negotiate for some resources with the overlord of Celestial Palace’s Eighth Hall.