Nobilis of War

Chapter 1352 Three Confidential Letters

Disappointed, Darren and his companions had no choice but to turn and leave.

"Sirs,"

the guard behind them shouted.

"What is it?" Weber turned and asked expectantly. A small part of him hoped that there would be a turn

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"There is another transmission array, but it only sends people into the region. I heard about it from

others. Why don't you try your luck? Perhaps I'm mistaken, and people are allowed to leave as well?"

the guard suggested.

"Boy, do you know why it will only send people in, not out?" Weber frowned and questioned.

"It is rumored that geniuses from other regions will come. What is astonishing is that they have

cultivated for less than ten thousand years! However, many of them are disciples of powerful figures,"

the guard's eyes widened with excitement as he explained.

"Are you sure? You are only a guard watching the transmission array. How do you know so much about

this?" Lindsay tilted her head and quizzed the guard.

"Miss, it seems that the whole region knows about it." The words had barely left his mouth when the

guard realized his mistake and winced. He was worried that these people would beat him again.

"Why are they headed here?"

"Their destination is that mysterious mountain. This is all I know."

"Take this. It's a reward."

Although Darren had no idea what the geniuses from the other regions were going to do, the

information the guard provided was still useful. Therefore, Darren rewarded him with a killing stone that

was worth ten thousand points.

"Thank you, sir." A brilliant smile lit up the guard's face as he nodded and bowed.

Darren and the others left for the city to gather more information. After piecing everything together, they

were able to understand the situation.

Senior leaders of the Tussle Region had invited these geniuses.

This confused Darren and his companions.

Darren had seen the mountain previously. Ordinary people just couldn't get close to it. Only masters at

the Superior God Realm had the chance to go in and have a look. Why did the region invite young

cultivators to the mountain?

"Where is Darren?"

Four hours later, a person from the Tussle Holy House arrived and asked for Darren.

"Who are you? Why are you searching for him?" Darren asked calmly.

"Three confidential letters have arrived for him. I need to transfer these to him personally. Call him, or

you'll be sorry."

Surprisingly enough, the person was simply a messenger.

When he heard that three confidential letters had come for him, Darren's curiosity was piqued. Who

would send him letters? How did the messenger know where to find him?

"Where is your master? Ask him to come out and find Darren right now," the impatient messenger

shouted.

Gatlin was in the lobby, listening silently.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you shouting?" Gatlin questioned. His sleeve fluttered as he waved his

arm at the messenger.

"Humph! How blind are you?" The messenger immediately took out a token with the word, war, carved

on it.

When Gatlin saw the token, his expression changed. This was the token of the Tussle Region's Gods

of War. Whoever showed this token had the same authority as a God of War.

"I'm sorry if I offended you, sir." As Gatlin was an official of the Tussle Holy House, he couldn't

displease a person who carried such a token.

However, he would not tell the messenger that he had been speaking with Darren all along. What if he

hadn't brought good news?

"Sir, there is no Darren in our branch," said Gatlin.

"You fool!" the messenger roared. "The senior leaders want to find Darren. Even if he is at the end of

the earth, he can easily be detected. How dare you lie to me?"

"Humph!" Standing straight, Gatlin snorted, "Why are you looking for Darren? You can't leave unless

you give us a reason."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lobby door slammed shut.

"You! You want to rebel? If you dare to take any action, the senior leaders will find out immediately!"

The messenger was no longer as arrogant as he was moments ago. On the contrary, he sounded a

little scared.

"Stop it. I'm Darren. Apart from bringing the letters, is there any other matter you wish to discuss with

me?" Darren stepped forward and revealed his identity.

"You are Darren?"

"Yes, I am."

"Wait a minute. Release some god's power, please. I need to probe." When the senior leaders

assigned the task to the messenger, they showed him what the aura of Darren's god's power was like.

Darren obliged by releasing a trace of his sword intent.

"Yes, you're Darren. Mr. Chu, these confidential letters are for you." The messenger suddenly became

respectful, which confused Darren.

"Okay, you can go now." Darren took over the confidential letters and signaled the messenger to leave.

Relief reflected on the messenger's face as he had fulfilled his task. He bowed before he turned to exit

the lobby.

"Why did he create so much tension? He was simply instructed to bring you the letters." Weber

frowned, and disappointment laced his voice.

With a shrug, Darren released his sword intent and opened the confidential letters.

Surprisingly, the first letter had come from Akbar.

Darren was overjoyed when he saw who had sent him the letter. He had been worried about Akbar for

a while. Now that he had received a letter from him, it meant that Akbar was alive.

'I'm thrilled to see that you are all right, ' Darren murmured in his heart.

"Darren, come to the Archean mountain as soon as possible. I am counting on you to save my life -

Akbar."

The relief coursing through Darren was quickly replaced with astonishment when he learned that Akbar

was in danger.

With a frown, Darren opened the second confidential letter.

"Darren, come to the Archean mountain immediately - Lord Starry Sword."

Why was Lord Starry Sword calling him as well? Darren's heart skipped a beat as he pondered over

the summons. Judging from the slight trace of sword intent left on the letter, he was confident that Lord

Starry Sword wrote it!

Was it pure coincidence that Lord Starry Sword and Akbar had sent him a confidential letter at the

same time?

Doubt and questions lingered in Darren's mind as he opened the third letter.

"Bring my avatar to the Archean mountain. I have something important to do - Finley Feng."

Darren's eyes flew wide open. He had never dreamed that Finley's real body would send him a

confidential letter, let alone at the same time as Akbar and Lord Starry Sword.

What shocked him even more, was that all three powerful figures wanted him to come to the Archean

Mountain. Stress overwhelmed Darren as he tried to figure out what could have caused this.

What had happened in the Archean mountain that would force Akbar to call him for help and make Lord

Starry Sword and Finley's real body ask him to come in person?

After some contemplation, Darren speculated that this was related to the invitation the young geniuses

had received to gather at the Archean mountain.

"Wow, something serious must have happened. But why are these big figures looking for you?"

Weber knew how famous these three people were.

"I don't know. We'll need to go there and find out."

"Patriarch Darren, please reconsider. This trip is bound to be dangerous." As there was no outsider

present, Gatlin addressed Darren as patriarch.

To Gatlin, Darren represented the entire Chu Clan. If anything happened to him, the throne of the Chu

Clan would be lost forever.

"I have no choice. Akbar is my buddy, and he has requested my assistance. I have to ensure that he is

all right."

As Darren didn't have a close relationship with Lord Starry Sword or Finley's real body, it would not be

strange if he refused their invitation. However, he would never decline Akbar's request.

What was more, he was curious to learn why so many young talents had gone there.

"Yes, we have to go and investigate," Finley agreed. After all, his real body had asked Darren to bring

him there.

"Darren, I don't want to..." Weber enjoyed adventures, but he loved his life more. So, this time he

wanted to back out.

But before he could finish, he suddenly shivered, and his fat body trembled.

"Fuck!" He looked reluctant.

"What's wrong?" Darren glanced at him.

"The old dog has sent me a message as well. He has asked me to travel to the Archean mountain right

away," Weber explained.

"Ha-ha, you can't escape this time, Weber," Finley laughed.

"Well, let's all go then. If something did happen, I hope it would end quickly so that we can leave the

Tussle Region as soon as possible," Darren remarked.

"Okay, let's go!"

"Alas." Gatlin didn't dare to try and stop Darren.

Darren and his companions flew out, heading for the mysterious Archean mountain.