Jocelyn Grant was a mess of turmoil and rage right now.
She despised Celeste Grant to death, but she'd discovered there was nothing she could do about her. She couldn't beat her, couldn't get rid of her... All she could do was watch Celeste's life get better and better.
She clenched her fists.
'I can't admit defeat,' she thought. 'One day, I'll make her pay for everything.'
Hearing Sean Lockwood speak, she gave a slight nod. "Alright... Senior Brother, let's go back first."
This was First Eve City.
It was the closest Grand Cultivator City to the Primal Heaven Sect, a bustling and prosperous place home to many Cultivator Families.
Jocelyn Grant and Sean Lockwood were currently walking through the city. Their injuries were too severe to use their Cultivation; otherwise, they could have used a Cleaning Technique and wouldn't have looked like a pair of beggars.
