A Man Like None Other

Jaime quickly stood, his expression a mixture of surprise and admiration. “I never would’ve guessed you’d be so remarkable, Mr. Chance. You’re only A Ninth Level Tribulator, yet you managed to effortlessly defeat a cultivator at Ultimate Realm Level Four!”

“Please, take a seat,” he insisted, his attitude towards Jared shifting dramatically. Around the room, the other foreign officials exchanged glances, their respect for Jared clearly written on their faces.

The cultivator who had just fought Jared now stood before him, visibly embarrassed. His face was flushed as he said, “I acted recklessly earlier. I hope you won’t hold it against me, Mr. Chance.”

“It’s fine,” Jared replied with a dismissive wave of his hand.

“Mr. Chance, do you have any family left? Any friends? Where have you been all this time?” Jaime asked, curiosity evident in his voice.

He wondered if Jared still had any kin left. If he could recruit a group of Draconian foreign officials, his strength and influence would certainly soar above the other two generals’.

Jared’s face remained composed as he answered, “I have no fixed home. I’ve always been a wandering cultivator.”

his true origins. If Jaime discovered that Jared had come from outside Beast City, it could lead to

Jaime said, nodding thoughtfully. “But for someone to become a Ninth Level Tribulator on their own… that’s

plans for the future, Mr. Chance?

a bitter laugh. “I’m still marked as a criminal. I’ve got to serve

I send Claude to fetch the special release order for your release? Why would you

own, and Jaime assumed Claude had

me explain…” Claude stepped forward quickly, recounting the events to Jaime in

that Jared had escaped the prison

cell and another enveloping the entire compound. For centuries, no one had ever breached these arcane arrays to escape. Jared’s feat

telling me you’re an

his

far as to call myself a master,” Jared replied with a small smile. “I just have a basic understanding