Chapter 6622

Yancy was stunned, then nodded helplessly. “Your Majesty, but they…” “I know your feelings for Wylie

are extraordinary,” James said calmly. “Rest assured. I’ll give you an explanation for this matter.”

With that, he glanced at the other living beings from the Jademora Empire. ” I understand the

sentiments of you guys. After all, you’ve fought blood battles against each other. I, James Caden, never

thought that my mere words could dissolve your hatred.

“Still, it’s important to keep in mind that your mindset shapes your cultivation base and the future of the

Jademora Empire. If you can’t think beyond the Forladtt Land or even the whole Genesis World,

achieving goals like advancing the Jademora Empire or reaching the Drevarius Rank will just be wishful

thinking.”

At these words, everyone present was momentarily stunned.

“Let’s put an end to the nonsense.” James waved his hand. “If you feel the grudges run too deep and

the hatred is difficult to dispel, you’re welcome to confront them openly. As brothers, I’ll stand by your

side, whether we advance or retreat.”

James’ words were polite and tactful, conveying the stakes involved while also clarifying his position as

a brother.

The destinies and decision-making power of the recently opposed powerhouses from the Four Great

Sects now rest in the hands of the members of the Jademora Empire. However, the powerhouses of

the empire were all looking at each other, showing signs of hesitation.

have already been resurrected,” Xatia hurriedly interjected. “Master just released their souls and

reconstructed their bodies. They’ve already headed to Dreadnought Cliff to restore their cultivation

base.”

At this revelation, a wave of commotion swept through the crowd. James had powerhouses of the

Jademora Empire directed their attention towards James.

“I’ve answered,” James said with a smile. “You can verify it yourselves later.”

In his words, the powerhouses of the empire simultaneously drew a cold breath.

Taran hurriedly asked, “Your Majesty, what about Mr. Truett?”

James smiled faintly, casting a glance at Yegor and Lady Herodias. The next moment, Yegor emanated

a righteous aura, while Xitlaly dragged Truett by the ear, hastily making their way in.

Xitlaly was momentarily stunned when she saw so many people appearing on the scene and quickly

withdrew her hand.

Truett complained aggrievedly, “Darling, can you change to pulling my ear next time? It hurts… uh…”

He could not continue because he saw that all the brothers were staring at him with excited eyes.

“Haha!” Truett laughed immediately and leaped forward. “You’re all here!

Come on, give me a hug.”

The next moment, people from the Jademora Empire rushed forward one after another, tears of

excitement streaming down their faces.

Truett was their savior. If it were not for his desperate battle back then, they would probably have

reincarnated by now or even dispersed their souls.

Their friendship was forged on the battlefield, embodying the camaraderie of blood brothers, the bonds

of life and death. Each of them naturally became extremely excited upon seeing Truett return, even

more so than upon seeing James.

After some greetings, the people of the Jademora Empire finally showed rare smiles, each holding onto

Truett as if afraid he would run away the next second.

“Oh, these old guys are here too?” Truett looked at the controllers of the Four Great Sects. “You guys

were so domineering back then. How come you’re now subdued by James?”

At his words, Lamuel, Xantoni, and Tace exchanged glances before simultaneously showing bitter

smiles.