Luo Yan stared dumbfounded as Brando, like a proud lion, forcibly pried Suleyman's arms apart, slung Marco over his shoulder, and strode away.
What an act! He looked utterly devoted to the organization.
Even after being dismissed, he was still bent on stopping the rebels.
If Luo Yan hadn't already known he belonged to the Double Pupils Faction, he would almost have believed him.
"Impressive, Brando. You made rescuing your underling sound so righteous!" Luo Yan grinned.
He looked at Arona's livid face. The Sword-Keeper was clearly furious and gave an immediate order. "Suleyman, find Adams and bring him back. Recover the Power Sword. I'm going to strip Brando of every last rank!"
Luo Yan swallowed. "Sword-Keeper, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. The Chairman still wants to see me."
Arona gave Luo Yan a meaningful look. "Tomorrow, I'll be wearing Biological Armor. Luo Yan, inform the Chairman and have the others wear theirs too. All that glittering gold can serve as formal attire for tomorrow's Pilgrimage Assembly."
"Yes!" Luo Yan remained composed on the surface, but inwardly, he was flooded with emotion.
Arona had said he didn't believe it, that this was a political struggle, and that Brando was seizing the opportunity to spread alarm and hold on to power.
The two had nearly fallen out on the spot and parted on bitter terms.
Yet now Arona was still accounting for the possibility of a rebellion tomorrow and taking precautions.
Biological Armor offered astonishing protection. How could the Sword-Keepers not have any? There were eleven suits in total, originally intended to provide one for each Sword-Keeper.
But the Sword-Keepers had never reached their full complement. There were only nine, so after each received a suit, two remained for the Nirvana Adepts. Onassis, whom Brando had killed, had