Chapter 1951 A Tickle

Wynter's lips curled into a faint smile. "Go easy on them if they can't take a beating, but don't hold back if they can." Suddenly, a blood-red barrier surged up around the entire sect grounds, casting everything in a crimson glow. Callan laughed loudly. "Our head has arrived!" He and Edgar quickly dropped to their knees in greeting. Wynter remained unfazed, calmly biting into a slice of watermelon. "Does anyone want some? It's sweet." Without waiting for an answer, she held the watermelon out casually. "Who dares cause trouble in Mt. Darkwood? Are you prepared to leave your lives behind?" A voice echoed ominously around them, but its owner was nowhere to be seen. Wynter spat out a seed. "Wolf, don't kill him. We still need to ask him questions." Wolf nodded enthusiastically. "Got it, Boss! I'll be careful." Wynter then took out a napkin and wiped Wolf's hands and mouth clean. Once done, he stood and stretched. "Come on out already! Let's fight!" Just then, an elder with the