"Even if you don't create a barrier around Duke, he will survive with the number of artifacts on him but make sure to protect yourself and the Sword Saint," said Ashok.
"What kind of unforeseeable circumstances will occur?" the Head Butler inquired, his brow furrowed in apprehension.
"For if everything unfolds according to your plan, there should be no room for such eventualities."
"Why are you questioning everything? First the Sword Saint, and now you," Ashok muttered, rolling his eyes.
"If you've got so many questions, don't follow my advice. Worst case, you die; best case, you're half-dead. You've already lived your life—why bother caring so much?"
The Head Butler fell silent, clearly taken aback by Ashok's sharp words. Meanwhile, Cassius couldn't help but sneer inwardly, amusement flickering in his eyes.
