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Boris felt slightly less indignant after hearing what The Swor had to say.

Since The Swordsman was still unable to execute his seventh sta meant his abilities were still not on par with that of someone who was halfway to breaking through the Profound Oriental Realm.

However, come to think of it, were there that many experts who had managed to break through the Profound Oriental Realm?

“I’m going to find a young woman I can use to satisfy my urges. I’ll see you tomorrow…” The Swordsman said as he turned to leave.

“National Martial Bureau employees have been stationed at Jonford. recently. Keep an eye out for them…” Boris said.

“National Martial Bureau? What are they doing at Jonford?”

An ugly look appeared on The Swordsman’s face. He would not be able to travel as he pleased if National Martial Bureau employees. were here.

He could have no fear of the National Martial Bureau back at the

Black Wind Mountains, but since he was on foreign territory now, he did not dare act rashly.

He had killed a warrior from the National Martial Bureau in the past, and it had resulted in three Mystique Loyalty Realm great– grandmasters persecuting him for over a half-year.

He had no wish to live that kind of life again.

Boris had a half smile on his face as he said, “You should just stay here and allow my godson to provide you with all the com need. He’ll provide you with all the food and drink you desir also send you the women you desire in two days…”

Swordsman’s kink grossed him out, but since they were same side, Boris knew he had to support him in all

his lips together before saying, “When did you find yourself such a wonderful

at their disposal, but all of the Black Wind

they had to spend huge amounts of money every year

masters of the Black Wind Mountains had started with tens of billions of dollars to their name, but every

they would easily be

to make a name for themselves in the mortal world would be as difficult

godson is smart and ambitious, Swordsman… He

his mustache as a grin appeared on his

no longer wanted to

materializing in his mind. He wanted to help Duncan.

spending the rest

would always have highs and

different realms, their friends and enemies would also achieve

necessity in ascending to even higher realms, and conflict was inevitable when competing against each other for access to those

if their wish was to spend their remaining years

old in a few months… I’ve been both a kind and an evil person in the hundred years that have passed! I’m tired of this life, where I

moved to stand by

hands behind his back, a tired look

Swordsman went to stand by the window

did not say anything: