章 1595: Saint

"Will you come with me somewhere?" After handling the matters of Lillianna and Sargeras, Dyon spoke to Amphorae once more.

He had many things that he needed to wrap up before he entered Calming Lake, but none were more important than two in particular: he had to figure out what to do with the Flaming Lily Disciples who were practically sitting on a timer to their deaths, and he also had to finish the matters of the Water Mist Sect.

From what Ri and Dyon were aware of, Jasmine was likely in a horrible situation. In fact, her life and death might be unknown.

In truth, Dyon felt a debt of gratitude toward her. He shouldn't, considering their interactions were a simple business transaction, but Dyon still found it hard to maintain the blunt coldness he would probably need to lead the Mortal Alliance to the pinnacle.