Outside the mountain cave, the wind and snow howled, but inside, at the entrance, Basil Jaak was snoring loudly.
That day had been truly exhausting. He had expended far too much energy and True Qi, so when he slept, he was completely unconscious.
On the other hand, Bertha, lying on the stone bed, couldn't sleep at all.
The Martial King's ambitions, Kevin's orders—she had to kill Basil Jaak. It was for the greater good of the Martial King Faction.
Moreover, she was aware of Basil Jaak's identity and potential in cultivation. If she didn't eliminate him quickly, once Basil's strength skyrocketed, he would become one of the greatest obstacles to the Martial King and to the Martial King Faction's grand future.
After much contemplation, Bertha decided to kill Basil Jaak.
Although she felt a pang of reluctance, she wasn't one to hesitate. Resolute, she gathered True Qi into her hands, forming a dagger. Rising from the bed, she slowly approached the sleeping Basil Jaak.
