A Man Like None Other

“Mr. Chance wouldn’t be in danger, would he?” Serena, who had already left, was extremely worried about Jared.

“Let’s stop here. We’ll wait and see. If Mr. Chance can’t catch up, we’ll go back and check.” Trystan waved his hand, causing everyone to halt.

After all, Jared was his lifesaver. If he were to stand by idly while Jared was in danger, if he were to turn a blind eye to a life in peril, Trystan would never find peace for the rest of his life.

Upon seeing his master preparing to go back and save Jared, Clifford quickly said, “Mr. Pruitt, we should leave now. Even if we return at this moment, I suspect Mr. Chance has already been captured or killed.” “Mr. Pruitt, Serena, you need not worry. Mr. Chance will be fine. A few mere Sixth Level Tribulators are no match for Mr. Chance. Moreover, I discovered that those few Demonic Cultivators are all from the Inferno Devil lineage, which means they pose even less of a threat to Mr. Chance.” Faiyar, on the other hand, was not at all worried about Jared. He even comforted both Trystan and Serena.

Moreover, Faiyar openly called out to Serena, displaying an extreme closeness with her. This made Clifford, who was standing aside, grind his teeth in frustration.

Chance? After all, Mr. Chance is only a Second Level Tribulator. Even if he is exceptionally talented and capable

Mr. Chance couldn’t defeat those few Demonic Cultivators, he would still manage to resolve the crisis,” Faiyar said with a faint smile, but soon after, he fell into slight contemplation as he continued, “However, how did Stephen and the others manage to discover

that Stephen and his companions hadn’t recognized Mr. Chance the first time they met. However,

analyzed and asked, “Could it be that Stephen and his companions had identified Mr. Chance’s identity the first time they met, but merely pretended to be unaware? Then, they intentionally left, ran ahead to set up a trap, waiting

since Serena had already said that, he

ago, they were just pretending not to know.” “Let’s not worry about how Stephen

Chance can escape.” Trystan’s brow furrowed slightly, his gaze constantly returning to the direction from which they had come. He dearly hoped