Jordan was not a man who enjoyed waiting.
He preferred action—breaking, smashing, and moving forward.
"That carriage… sitting and waiting for it isn't my style."
There was another reason for his decision.
As he entered the area, he had already destroyed numerous Bloodshadow Pavilion assassins and their formations.
The safe house was in ruins.
Would the assassins from Bright Peace Province risk entering such a wreckage? Not likely.
They would turn and flee the moment they saw it.
In that case, it was better to seize the narrow path first and ambush them.
The girl being transported in chains wasn't his responsibility.
The only person Aria Everstone had asked him to save and protect was Vera.
Still, Jordan wasn't the kind of man to ignore the innocent when he had the power to act.
"Well… if I can't handle it, Aria Everstone will take care of her."
