Chapter 997

Cyrus sounded sarcastic, clearly still upset about what had happened at the gathering that day. Moses also knew that the ten elders were too arrogant to be grateful to Cyrus if he intervened. If they won, they'd claim it was their own doing, thinking that Cyrus' participation was unnecessary. But if they lost, Cyrus' life would also be at risk. In any case, Cyrus wouldn't benefit from helping the Draigs. "But the elders of the Sykes family didn't even show up. Owen is definitely going to break the rules of the death duel by bringing in foreign sorcerers," Moses retorted. "Let's wait and see. There's no rush." "Will you only be satisfied after the ten elders grovel at you? Am I not enough to make you comply?" Moses was slightly pissed. He couldn't fathom why Cyrus was still concerned with such trivialities despite the gravity of the situation. Was he really this narrow-minded? Also somewhat displeased, Cyrus forced a smile and said, "Moses, as the family patriarch, you can't