And then, he saw the person who had arrived next, half-kneeling on the ground, holding the box he had brought: “Templars’ Twelve Ash-level Assassins, Black Claw, under the orders of the Temple Master, have come to present this congratulatory gift, Star Heart!”
Templars!
Temple Master!
Erasmus Langstaff’s pupils constricted. Others might not know what Templars were, but he did. They stood as the foremost assassin organization in the Western world, holding a lofty position in the dark underworld of the West.
As for the Temple Master, he had never faced off against him, but he felt that his master, the most formidable Daoist on Kunlun Mountain, might not be a match for that Temple Master.
And today, this Temple Master had actually come to give a gift!
This was even more unimaginable than before!
Like something out of a fairy tale.
He couldn’t fathom it.
However, he didn’t know that the Temple Master dared not come, and also couldn’t come. In the end, he had no choice but to send this gift.
And the next words from Black Claw confirmed this fact.
“Our Temple Master has instructed me to convey a message to you, my lord. Due to poor health, he cannot come to Kisia. So, he specially sent me to deliver this gift, to express the Temple Master’s sentiments.”
Black Claw half-knelt, sincerely expressing.
Their Temple Master truly dared not come. But since Robin Bailey had sent the invitation, not coming would be a loss of face.
If this lord were to anger and come to the West, their Templars indeed would not be able to withstand it.
Forget about this lord not daring, there was nothing that he wouldn’t dare to do.
Yet, when Robin Bailey heard this, he chuckled, saying, “Poor health? Should I go over and take a look? Perhaps I could help cure him once and for all.”
Upon hearing this, Black Claw broke out in a cold sweat.
Go over?
If this lord were to go over, maybe their Templars would cease to exist.
Permanently, by killing their Temple Master, there would be no illness to cure. It would truly be a swift resolution.
“Thank you, my lord. Our Temple Master should be fine in a few days.”
Black Claw hurriedly replied.
He couldn’t agree to let Robin Bailey go to the West.
This lord going to the West would strike fear into the entire region.
“Star Heart?”
Most people around were unfamiliar with Templars because it was an assassin organization not commonly known among the public. However, the words “Star Heart” were not beyond their understanding.
“Star Heart? It is said to be a diamond crafted from a material extracted from a planet one billion eight thousand light-years away. Renowned international designer Philip Duheere personally designed it over eight years, making it a legendary piece in the jewelry world. Some have offered a trillion, yet failed to acquire it.”
“Because Philip Duheere has stated that each piece of jewelry he creates has its rightful owner. Star Heart is known for liking its owner, as if picking stars from the sky for her. My goodness, Star Heart, a legend among legends, never sold before, and here I am seeing it. Oh my, oh my.”
On Isaiah Clarke’s side, a normally serious woman suddenly became excited upon hearing the words Star Heart, a blush appearing on her face.
All eyes turned to the box, as if it were emitting light.
Penelope Silva.
Chief designer of South Province, she held great renown in South Province. Forced to flee to Stillwater due to warfare in South Province, she was invited by Isaiah Clarke to attend the wedding.
Everyone was stunned.
When the pearl necklace was displayed, Penelope Silva remained neutral. However, as soon as Star Heart was mentioned, she couldn’t contain her excitement.
“Star Heart, it’s real.”
Someone searched online and confirmed its existence.
It was indeed a piece of jewelry legend in the industry.
“It’s impossible. Your Star Heart must be fake, Elise Houry. How could you get that kind of necklace? You must have used a fake one to pose as Star Heart.”
Snowy Houry’s face changed as she pointed at Elise Houry.
It must be fake.
That kind of treasure couldn’t possibly exist here.
“May I take a look?”
Unable to control herself, Penelope Silva approached Robin Bailey and made the request.
As a designer, she greatly admired Philip Duheere, truly the world’s top designer. Star Heart was an extraordinary gem, rarely seen in the world of jewelry.
“Please.”
Robin Bailey gestured.
Black Claw handed the box to Penelope Silva for her inspection, while Robin Bailey approached Black Claw, raising an eyebrow and asking, “How did you acquire this – stealing, looting?”
He knew those artists.
Some treated their artworks as their own lives.
Even under threats, they wouldn’t compromise.
So, he was a bit worried.
As for its authenticity, there was no doubt. If Templars were to present a fake necklace at a wedding, the consequences would be catastrophic.
They didn’t have the audacity.
However, Black Claw shook his head. “No, our Temple Master personally went and was rejected by Master Philip. Only after mentioning your name did he give it to us. He believed you were worthy of owning this necklace, and your wife was deserving to adorn it.”
This was the truth.
The Temple Master had gone, but Master Philip adamantly refused him, knowing this Kisia first War God didn’t appreciate things acquired forcefully.
Finally, after mentioning Robin Bailey’s name, they obtained it, albeit paying a trillion for it – hoping this lord wouldn’t constantly target Templars’ members.
If successful, it was worthwhile.
Of course, Robin Bailey would still do as he pleased, show no mercy? Well, well…
“You’ve done well.”
Robin Bailey patted Black Claw’s shoulder.
Thinking to himself, this youth wasn’t done yet?
Suddenly, some commotion broke out, followed by a voice, “Elijah Wilson has arrived!”