That was why he was humiliating Wilbur like this, wanting him to just give up.
Well, he would just call it a case of bad faith. After another failed attempt, Wilbur got to his feet. The winds blew the cauldron
pieces into the air, knocking them apart and sweeping them off the cliff.
Wilbur leaped into the air and was about to be on his way. The air flashed with golden light all of a sudden, and Senior Fremont
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appeared in front of him once more with a rather smug smile on his face. "Already giving up after just a few days?"
Wilbur glanced at Fremont. "This was an impossible task from the start. Since you don't wantto know the secret of the dragon
clan, I should just leave."
"What? You're leaving? What about the Nine Dragon Cauldrons, then? You don't want them anymore?"
Wilbur snorted. "The Nine Dragon Cauldrons were yours to begin with, and | should be thankful enough that you're not faulting me
for breaking them. | guess I'm returning them to you."
Wilbur got up to leave, but Fremont put a hand on his shoulder. "Hang on. You said you were returning the Nine Dragon Cauldrons
to me?"
"Yes. They're yours now, Senior Fremont."
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"I don't actually blyou for breaking the cauldrons, but you just said that you were returning to me. The dragon cauldrons have
beept off the mountain in pieces, how would that be returning them to me? If you're sincere about it at all, please find all the
pieces and put them together before giving them back to me."
Wilbur sighed, nodding his head. "I guess that's fair. It's my fault they're broken, anyway. I'll go collect all the pieces now and put
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