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.

a hunch that an enemy was approaching and

fist heading to him. He

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

your eager to kill is so strong. I bet you must've killed lots pg prople," Li Mo said

mumbling, "I'm here to release

eyes. That was the most cunning way he had ever

and the monk were in a tie,

punch at Maximilian. The attack was so sudden that ordinary people

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

high expectations for you, but it turned out that

shocked everybody. The monk screamed in pain and covered his

calm as if nothing had happened. His fingers were picking the monk's

and couldn't believe what just happened. He had never seen anyone that can take

him, which made his face look gloomier because the situation here will be

waved out

all the commandments as a monk. I'll teach you a lesson today for your

efforts this time and kicked the monk heard. The monk fell to the ground and rolled over. He had never been

The monk was his person, and it was a great humiliation for him to

with a

Clark would just watch him beating this guy. The monk dragged Clark's thigh