In the early morning, Matthew woke up to replace Sasha resting in his arms.

"Sasha, time to get up."

Sasha tiredly opened her eyes and saw Matthew's handsome face, causing memories of last night to flood back into her mind. Her cheeks instantly flushed crimson.

Suddenly, she touched a particular spot on Matthew's body and quickly covered her face in embarrassment. Matthew chuckled, got up, and handed Sasha a spare set of clothes he had brought. "It's men's clothing, but it'll have to do for now." Soon, Matthew led Sasha out of the forbidden area and saw Lucius waiting outside.

"Matthew, have you made the breakthrough?" Due to the layers of barrier formations in Basha's Sacred Mount, Lucius couldn't sense whether Matthew had succeeded.

"I have, as expected." Matthew smiled, clasping his hands and raising them skyward. A hundred-yard-long burst of sword energy shot into the sky, shaking the entire Basha's Sacred Mount.

"It's coming from the back mountain. It seems Matthew has successfully broken through." Mr. Stewart, organizing new herbs in his garden, looked at the sword energy with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Congratulations, Mr. Larson." A black-clad figure emerged behind Lucius, cupping his hands in congratulations to Matthew.

"Thanks to your help, we were able to smoothly eliminate the Montiria army. I will forever be in your debt," Matthew said earnestly to the black-clad figure before him.

The black-clad figure waved his hand with a smile. "I had the honor of spending time with your father, Shane, the King of Northern Territory. You're like family to me, so don't worry about it."

"As expected from one of the Eighteen Emissaries of the Marine Corps," Lucius complimented, and the black-clad figure quickly returned the praise. "No, no, you are the sect master of Basha's Sacred Mount, one of the most distinguished figures in the world." "Matthew, has my family arrived in time this time?" Mortimer approached, his clothes stained with blood. Then, upon arriving closer and seeing the black-clad figure, he exclaimed, "What are you doing here, you sneak?!"

"Mr. Lucius, this guy is up to no good; be careful."

"You brute! Bullsh*t! You've only caught me once. How am I sneaky?!" The black-clad figure was equally agitated upon seeing Mortimer. He had never been so aggrieved.

"Sneak!"

"Brainless brute!"

Matthew was stupefied, seeing the two hurling insults at each other. Wait, hold up, what grudges do these two hold now?!

"You d*mned fool!"

"Come at me then! I'll punch your

guts out and use them to punch you again!" Mortimer naturally wasn't as eloquent as the black-clad figure. So, he shifted the direction of the insult.

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Seeing the two brawny men about to clash, Matthew stepped forward to stop them. "Gentlemen, please stop fighting!"

Mortimer and the black-clad figure

both snorted and turned away. "I will

definitely beat you to a pulp if

Matthew isn't here!" They shouted simultaneously, then glared at each other. , Narugi

"You dare mimic me?!"

Finally, Matthew pulled the black-clad figure away, and Lucius grabbed Mortimer, ending the altercation.

At lunchtime, Matthew rubbed his

temples helplessly as the two men continued to glare at each other from across the large round table Why does it seem like the

atmosphere changes whenever

they're in the same space?

When the dishes arrived, they went physical, using their cutleries like swords. Others decisively moved to a different table to eat.

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