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.

hunch that an enemy was approaching

heading to him. He dodged that

the attacker was a monk. The man was wearing a monk's robe,

is so strong. I bet you must've killed lots pg

attacked again, mumbling, "I'm here to release your soul from purgatory." He sounded very

the most cunning

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

waved a fierce punch at Maximilian. The attack

the Sword Finger. Usually, it would only take one press to kill a man. The monk laughed as if he

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

happened next shocked everybody. The monk

nothing had happened.

that can take the finger sword

made his face look gloomier because the situation here will be much more complicated

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

all the commandments as

spared no efforts this time and kicked the monk heard. The monk fell to the ground and rolled over. He had never been so

was his person, and it was

Clark said with

monk dragged Clark's thigh hastily and begged, "Please help me, sir! You have to stand