“Come with me, girl. I can treat for your illness.”

Ace stepped forward and seized Izolda’s arm, ready to whisk her away.

Slap!

Just then, a large hand suddenly swung over.

Caught off guard, Ace was slapped squarely in the face.

“If you dare touch her again, you’re dead,” Jared warned, his gaze icy cold.

“D*mn it! You dared hit me?”

Ace wore an icy expression, his eyes wide in disbelief and brimming with rage.

Viola and Sigurd moved behind Jared, upon which the latter instructed, “You two keep a close watch on Ms. Giuvali. Don’t let anyone near her!”

Jared was fearful that with so many people eyeing Izolda like a piece of meat, someone might seize advantage of the chaos to be handsy with her when a fight broke out later. That would be disastrous.

Given her current state, it was clear that she was delirious and not in her right mind. Thus, even if someone were to advantage of her, she wouldn’t resist.

Viola and Sigurd

about the relationship between Jared and the elderly

a glance at Jared. Realizing that the latter was nothing more than a Sixth Level Tribulator cultivator, he roared furiously, “You’re merely a Sixth Level Tribulator cultivator. Yet, you dare meddle in affairs that are none of your

his hand out at Jared, determined

of a Top Level Tribulator burst forth from him. But when his hand

wanted to retract his hand but

immediately let out a sharp

was slight pressure from Jared’s finger, and his arm felt as though

seeing that, the other members of the Five Fighters of South Neighborhood hastily shouted, “Let go

were likewise Top Level Tribulators. Their auras burst forth, the

around them promptly scattered, not daring to offend the Five Fighters of

thank you for stepping in. But

no chance against the Five

Level Tribulator, Jared could not possibly

getting involved in this

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