A Man Like None Other

Dalton and Rosetta grew anxious. Nonetheless, after exchanging glances, they braced themselves and stepped forward.

“We are Demonic Cultivators, but this has nothing to do with Mr. Chance. It’s the two of us you’re after, so just come at us,” Dalton said to Fayzon.

Although they were scared out of their wits, Dalton and Rosetta didn’t want

Jared to risk himself for their sake.

“Step back, both of you,” Jared instructed Dalton and Rosetta.

“Mr. Chance, we appreciate your kindness, but today-”

“Do as I say. Even if you two sacrifice yourselves, they still won’t let me off the hook. Accusing me of associating with Demonic Cultivators is just an excuse. Besides, they are just a motley crew. There’s nothing to fear.”

“Jared, you’re just a mere Body Fusion Realm cultivator, yet you

I can think of a hundred

sense of foreboding crept into Fayzon’s heart as

reminded of the crew member’s words

the island. Coupled with the latter’s current undaunted appearance, Fayzon was genuinely wary that Jared had some ultimate techniques up his sleeve. If he can really summon a

with Demonic Cultivators. Even if I don’t make a move, the crowd here is more than capable of flaying you

both of you leave now and not get involved with these Demonic Cultivators, Mr. Daemon, Old Mr. Seizon. Otherwise, once

targeting me? You’re just someone who bullies the weak and

he had long figured out Montane Daemon’s identity, but due to the latter’s formidable capabilities, he had been feigning ignorance, not daring to

did Fayzon anticipate Montane Daemon to personally disclose that information,

Demonic Cultivator too. You’ve disguised

Fayzon uttered pretentiously.