"Bray?"
Austin was stunned upon hearing that.
He then immediately remembered the guy who wanted to marry a lot of Holy Daughters in order to form a legion of his own wives.
With that, he used his spiritual sense to try and figure out what was wrong with Bray.
On this island, a dozen of disciples from the Arcane Holy Land surrounded Bray in an open space.
Austin knew some of those disciples.
That included Stephen, the Holy Son, and Polly, the Holy Daughter.
But aside from the two of them, there was also an imposing young man. It was Chandler, the man Austin fought with not too long ago.
At this moment, Bray was trapped in the middle of the powerful crowd. He had blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and he had several bloody wounds on his body. Obviously, he wasn't winning.
"Stephen, Polly — I have no enmity with the Arcane Holy Land! Why do you want to kill me? Aren't you afraid of my father's wrath and revenge once he knew what you two are doing?"
Bray asked pleadingly, but his eyes were filled with rage.
"Bray, you dirty bastard!" Polly, the Holy Daughter, said coldly. "You've insulted me in public several times. For that alone, you deserve to die!"
Her figure was stunning, and her skin was as white as ivory. She was, indeed, a very attractive woman despite her anger.
"Ha-ha! Bray! Don't even try using your father as a scare tactic against me!
This is the Spiritual Tower! If I kill you here, no one will ever know! Heck, no one will ever find your body!" Stephen, the Holy Son, shouted, a chuckle escaping his lips every other word.
"But you know what? I'll give you one chance. I'm not a monster.
Tell me where Austin is.
If you do, I'll let you go. I promise you that."
A sneer was starting to creep onto his lips. He was exuding a bright purple light, making him stunning.
"I've told you so many times!" Bray shouted, exasperated. "I don't know Austin, whoever that man is!
How would I know where he is?"
His voice was trembling, which was a clear sign of how anxious he was.
"Bray, don't be like that. Stop acting like a fool!" Stephen said coldly, the smile on his face vanishing.
"Three years ago, outside of the Purple Moon Mansion, Austin fought us just to help you. By the end of that battle, you left with Austin.
Later, Austin made a scene at the Purple Moon Mansion. I clearly saw that the sword he used was white, which further proved that the person who helped you outside the
sky along with the blood arrows.
Austin cut Chandler's head with a sword.
Then, Austin disappeared again. He reappeared somewhere a few kilometers away, his eyes cold and piercing.
Plop!
Chandler's body fell to the ground.
"Austin!"
At that moment, all the people's eyes, including Bray's, were fixed on Austin.
Unlike before, Austin faced his foes this time with his own face.
He did it so everyone would be able to recognize him.
"Austin, you son of a bitch! How dare you kill the disciples of the Arcane Holy Land!"
Stephen shouted angrily.
He did not expect Austin to kill a disciple of the Arcane Holy Land right in front of him!
As the Holy Son of the Arcane Holy Land, he had high position in the East Mainland, and he was used to the feeling of being looked up by everyone.
"You are Austin? The person that I met on my way to the Purple Moon Mansion and you... Are you two the same?"
Bray asked in disbelief, as he looked at Austin.
"Yes," Austin replied, smiling. "The name's Austin.
It has been a long time since I last saw you. How are you?"
Austin said calmly.
Bray hesitated for two seconds, then said, "Well, you know... I don't really care who you are.
But you have helped me twice. You... have been so kind to me.
From now on, we'll... let's be friends."
Despite stumbling on his words, Bray seemed to have made up his mind.
The next moment, he was on Austin's side, ready for battle.
It took a lot of courage to be Austin's friend, because Austin was not very popular in the East Mainland now. Recognizing Austin as a friend would definitely bring him a lot of trouble.