Chapter 1789

"So, whose dog are you now?" Perseus asked in a solemn voice. "Are you working for Javier? Did he gang up with Jorland and Blood Shura as well?" "Gang up?" Neville snorted. "A wise man does the right thing at the right time." Neville didn't deny it and indirectly answered Perseus' question. Javier was still alive! "So, the real traitor who brought about Jorlandian experts attacking Ouranos was not Preston, but Javier. Am I right?" Perseus narrowed his eyes, which were filling up with murderous intent. Despite his composed expression, emotions were rolling in his chest. Of all things, he had never considered that Javier was the biggest traitor. Still, there was something he couldn't figure out. Javier was the big boss of Ouranos and one of the most important figures in the ancient martial arts circle of Xancent. Life was good for him. Why did he collaborate with Jorland and harm regular people? "Traitor? Do you have a misconception about traitors?" Neville chuckled coldly. "Mr. Ja