At the same time on another side of the Twilight Mountain, a subordinate was also reporting on the other elder of Hangmen – Farmer, about the situation in the Twilight Mountain (regarding the sudden attack), as well as the order by the Gentleman.
"Ah… that pretentious prick." Farmer muttered with an expressionless face as he munched on an apple while he lay down on a branch of the tree after he heard the subordinate finish speaking. "Rather than ordering me, why don't he do it himself?" he asked as he snorted in disdain. Before the subordinate could answer, he spoke since he really didn't need his answer. "It is because not only he was a coward… afraid to die, he also just loves to strut around and wave his 'power' on us." He said. What he meant is the authority given to the Gentleman by the higher-ups of the Hangmen.
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Job, please, come to me! *prays