Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1719
Regardless, their next the Black Wolf Team. If they could take out their leader ahead of time, the Black Wolf Team wouldn’t be
able to stir up trouble.
However, Emmanuel was filled with anger. With the Art of Adaptability in his arsenal, even their eight–person team couldn’t do
anything to Emmanuel.
Yasmine was surprised that despite Emmanuel’s fury, he didn’t lay a hand on the Shadow Clan members.
“Stop! Everyone, stop!” Eventually, a woman in blue with a group of armed guards came out and stopped the conflict.
Emmanuel was surprised to see her. It was Trisha Cerulean, Sarah’s former acolyte.
“Take the troublemaker/away!” Trisha ordered, clearly not aligned with Yasmine. Even within the Airspace Group on this island,
there were factions.
“Emmanuel, what you’re doing won’t help.” Quintus hurried over to talk some sense into Emmanuel, concerned that he would
continue resisting the
Airspace Group. “Without rules, there’s chaos. Going against everyone’s accepted norms will only bring trouble upon yourself.”
Emmanuel remained silent, not saying a word. He knew perfectly well that this wouldn’t help, but he couldn’t stand by and watch
the Shadow Clan torture and kill others without doing anything. Moreover, this was also part of his plan. By doing this, he could
stay on the island legitimately, even if it meant facing unknown consequences.
“Hmph, the new leader of the Black Wolf Team is far inferior to Xarri!”
At this moment, in the southern area of the arena, a man with an afro looked at Emmanuel with disdain and mockery. Around
him were seven extraordinary fighters. The area around their spectator seats was completely deserted because they were the
true kings of the Dark Night Islands–the Ophanim Clan. Even though they narrowly lost to the Black Wolf Team last year, it did
not diminish their prestige. No one would think that the Ophanim
Clan was inferior to the Black Wolf Team.
“Indeed, a leader of this caliber doesn’t even deserve to be our opponent. I could easily deal with him!” a man in purple next to
Anna sneered maliciously.

Emmanuel’s mind wasn’t focused on the discussions around him.
With guns pointed at him, he was brought into the Ivory Tower, to the fourth level.
He had counted the floors before–this tower actually had only six floors, but each floor was much taller than a typical building,
making it appear towering. Previously, Yasmine could only receive visitors up to the third floor, while
Mackenzie was on the sixth. If higher floors indicated higher status, being taken to the fourth floor suggested that its occupant
might hold a position even higher than Yasmine.
“Tie him up!” In a palace–like chamber, Trisha ordered her subordinates to tie Emmanuel securely.
Emmanuel didn’t resist. Not because he couldn’t resist with guns pointed at him, but because he felt it unnecessary. He had
perfected the Art of
Adaptability; if he wished, he could free himself from being bound instantly.
“For disrupting the duel, you shall face punishment from Her Reverence!” After coldly delivering these words, Trisha also left the
space.
Emmanuel found it strange. Normally, accepting punishment would be ordered by the leader, and the subordinates would carry it
out. Now that
Trisha and everyone had left, could it be that their leader was personally going to execute the punishment? Was it going to be
something even more twisted?
After arriving on the Dark Night Islands, Emmanuel encountered too many bloodthirsty and psychologically twisted individuals.
He dared not imagine. anything good about the person who was about to appear next.
Sure enough, the next moment, a strangely attired figure emerged. Clad in a large white cloak and half a mask covering the
upper part of their face, only a mouth was visible. At first glance, the outfit seemed oversized, but upon closer inspection, it
appeared to be a woman.
“Newcomer, did you know daring to take the stage and disrupt the duel will lead to capital punishment?”
The intimidating tone made Emmanuel frown slightly. If the figure really intended to kill him, he would have to strike first. The
intimidating voice made

Emmanuel furrow his brows slightly. If the other party really intended to kill him, then he would have no choice but to strike first.
He was currently at a disadvantage and dared not confront the Airspace Group head–on, but if forced, he could only fight to the
death.
“Newcomer, did you know daring to take the stage and disrupt the duel will lead to capital punishment?”
The intimidating tone made Emmanuel frown slightly. If the figure really intended to kill him, he would have to strike first. The
intimidating voice made
Emmanuel furrow his brows slightly. If the other party really intended to kill him, then he would have no choice but to strike first.
He was currently at a disadvantage and dared not confront the Airspace Group head–on, but if forced, he could only fight to the
death.