Dragon Master

Clark was immediately upset. He knew Maximilian was blocking on his way to success, and he would have to overcome this obstacle anyhow.

Rowen said politely to Clark, "What should we do now? He just refused you."

"I know as much as you do," Clark looked at Rowen disdainfully. He was a smart guy, and he knew that Connor now ruled the underworld of H City, so he wouldn't do anything to piss Connor off. The consequence would be too hard for him to bear.

Rowen scratched his head and acted like a kid while he was being scolded by Clark. He didn't even want to explain.

"It doesn't matter. I will slowly contact the bigwigs in this city, and I'll finally get to Connor. I'll let him know that I'm more worthy of his loyalty than Maximilian," Clark smiled proudly.

Rowen kept kissing up and said, "You're right. Connor only trusts Maximilian because he was here for longer than you. Maximilian could never be your match in power."

Clark is so proud of himself now, thinking that Maximilian wouldn't be able to take one strike of his.

"But I want to have him tested first," Clark took his fan back and grinned a meaningful smile.

Behind him, there was a bald monk. The monk wore a simple robe and had a few scars on the top of his head. Ever since he met Clark, he had broken all his religious commandments.

The monk was holding a cigarette in his teeth. He snorted, "That weak brat? I could beat him with just one finger."

Clark was very satisfied with his momentum because that meant the monk was confident. It would be bad if the monk refused to have a face-to-face confrontation with Maximilian.

Maximilian hid the Hardy Ganoderma in his arms to protect it. Suddenly, he heard somebody stepping closer to him from behind. Some of the steps were heavy, while some were light.

enemy was approaching and would

heading to him. He dodged that attck easily, but more punches

took a few steps back. He frowned when he said the attacker was a monk. The man was wearing a monk's robe, but his murderous looks made him so different from any other monks Maximilian had ever

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mumbling, "I'm here to release your soul

his eyes. That was the most cunning way he

tie, Clark smiled disdainfully

Maximilian. The attack

monk sneered. This was his signature move, the Sword Finger. Usually, it would only take one press to

the contrary, he looked bored and said, "I had high expectations for you,

what happened next shocked everybody. The monk screamed in pain and covered

calm as if nothing had happened. His fingers

anyone that can take the finger sword with bare hands. Even Clark himself would have to

his face look gloomier because the situation

his task, he had waved out each strike with his full strength, each right on Maximilian's lethal

almost broken almost all the commandments as a monk. I'll teach you a lesson

monk heard. The monk fell to the ground

He couldn't stay calm anymore. The monk was his person, and it was a great humiliation for

said with

smiled. He thought Clark would just watch him beating this guy. The monk dragged Clark's thigh hastily and begged, "Please help me, sir!