Levin and the others rushed forwards, bursting with questions.

"What's going on?"

"Why is everything such a mess? Did Master Wilson and the rest manage to rescue the Sect Master?"

"Are they trapped in the Royal City?"

Zephyr took a deep breath and spoke nervously.

"We saw Master Wilson and the Sect Master firmly surrounded by guards. It didn't look good at all. I wanted to rush in, but there were too many guards. All I could do was come back to deliver the news."

As he spoke, the expressions on Levin's face flared up in anger.

"They've gone too far."

"What's the point in saying that? We're better off figuring out how to rescue Master Wilson and the rest."

"Let's go over there to help as soon as possible."

At the suggestion, Zephyr shook his head with a solemn expression.

"There are tens of thousands of those royal guards. It'll be hard to turn things around with just the four of us, and we also have the Young Mister to protect."

As he spoke, Zephyr cast a meaningful glance