Chapter 1763: The Terrifying Dudley Lynch!

Denton Horton glared at Dudley Lynch and said, "Where's your White Bone Club? Isn't that practically a Saint Weapon?"

"If you could wield the White Bone Club, maybe you could turn this whole situation around!"

Dudley Lynch suddenly realized something. His hand trembled as he pulled out the White Bone Club.

Then, shaking the club in his hand, he said thoughtfully, "Oh, you're talking about this? Ha! If you hadn't reminded me, I would've completely forgotten about it..."

"Useless fool!" Denton Horton spat out the words with difficulty.

Lying limp on the bed, he said in a trembling voice, "For now, North Plain is yours to handle. When my injuries are healed, I promise I'll return to the Southern Province and slaughter them all..."

Dudley Lynch sneered coldly and said, "Master, do you still plan to go back? You've failed so many times already, why bother breaking your neck over it?"

Denton Horton's expression darkened. He glared at Dudley Lynch and said, "What do you mean?"