A Man Like None Other

“Jared, the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower does not belong to anyone. It belongs to whoever takes it. Why are you claiming ownership and threatening us to leave before you take it? Aren't you being too unreasonable?” Marcelo walked up to Jared and said coldly.

“Leave or die. Make your choice!”

A frightening aura instantly emanated from Jared's body as he spoke, fervently spreading in all directions.

Jared knew if these people could not be restrained now, there would be endless troubles for him in the near future.

As the crowd sensed the terrifying aura Jared was emitting, there was a change in expression on their faces. Soon, some of them wavered.

They knew only one person could obtain the ten-thousand-year herb, so it was pointless to stay here any longer.

“This guy, Jared, must be capable since he dares to go against Warriors Alliance.”

Mr. Sanders has his back. I think we'd better

doesn't matter who gets the ten-thousand-year-old

people were discussing among themselves and started to leave. Although they were reluctant to leave

I, Marcelo Garcia, promise that everyone who helps will get a thousand-year herb. I believe many of you have heard of the Garcia family's

stopped the hopeless crowd who wanted to slip

rare, but it was better than nothing.

form a connection with the Garcia

to Marcelo's

to begin with, but now with

That way, no one will get hurt! But if you insist on fighting me over the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower, I'm afraid you won't

and a sacred martial arts relic on him. Therefore, he was

Robes of

powerful

me, anyway. It's ridiculous how you say you want to give it to me as a gift,” Jared scoffed.