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

saw a big fist heading to him. He dodged that attck easily, but more punches were thrown

few steps back. He frowned when he said the attacker was a monk. The man was wearing a monk's robe, but his murderous

so strong. I bet you must've killed lots

mumbling, "I'm here to release your soul from

eyes. That was the most cunning way

in a tie, Clark smiled disdainfully and said, "That's all

monk suddenly looked ferocious and waved a fierce punch at Maximilian. The attack was so sudden that

The monk sneered. This was his signature move, the Sword Finger. Usually, it would only take one press to kill a man. The monk laughed as if he had seen

had high expectations for

monk screamed in

looked so calm as if nothing had happened. His fingers

seen anyone that can take the finger sword with bare hands. Even

more powerful than him, which made his

his task, he had waved out each strike with his full

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

kicked the monk heard. The monk fell to the ground and rolled

it was a great humiliation for

with a

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