A Man Like None Other

At a tavern in Doveston, Stefan continued to sip his drink as Red Ghost’s figure gradually materialized.

“Mr. Montes, Jared indeed has quite a bit of influence behind him. Only Twilight Imperial City seems to have some substantial power. However, it seems that there’s another powerful figure behind Jared…”

“Rumor has it that this individual is incredibly strong, capable of killing someone and then resurrecting them,” Red Ghost reported.

“Resurrect?” A glint sparked in Stefan’s eyes. “Now, that’s intriguing… Only such a formidable opponent could stir my desire…”

“Mr. Montes, I couldn’t figure out this person’s identity. I couldn’t even find out his name,” Red Ghost exclaimed.

“Don’t worry. Once we take down Jared, the powerhouse behind will naturally reveal itself. We won’t have to go looking for him.” Stefan gently put down his wine glass and slowly rose to his feet.

“Mr. Montes, regardless of who the powerful figure behind Jared is, there’s no need for you to personally take action. With just one command from you, I, along with the Eight Sinister Cultivators, will eliminate that person,” Red Ghost stated.

Stefan turned his gaze toward Red Ghost. “Red Ghost, there’s a difference between arrogance and underestimating one’s opponent. You need to correct this flaw. I may be arrogant, but I never underestimate any opponent. You always underestimate your opponents. It’s a mistake that can cost your life. You’re being foolish, not confident…”

“Thank you for your advice, Mr. Montes. I’ve never underestimated my opponents. It’s just that these individuals are not yet qualified to be your adversaries, Mr. Montes” exclaimed Red Ghost, clearly trying to flatter Stefan.

began to laugh. “You’re right,” said, “How many in the Ethereal Realm

appeared. Each one of them exuded an overwhelming presence, and none of them were of

seeing the people

of Mr. Montes? You

Ghost vanished

appeared in the middle of the main street, effectively blocking

At that moment, amongst the dozens of cultivators, someone

Swoosh!

mist arrived in an instant, and the cultivator who had just

qualified to call me that?” Red

Sects. I wonder, what

to offend the people from Four

arrogantly past Mr. Montes. Don’t you know detests arrogance the most?”

aback, cold sweat began to

and joy. There was a real risk of meeting one’s end at his