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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…”

him out, but since they were same side, Boris knew

the luxuriously decorated room and smacked his lips together before saying, “When did you find yourself

experts had extreme wealth at their disposal, but all of the Black Wind Mountains’ Mystique Loyalty Realm experts were

and they had to spend huge amounts of money every year purchasing

billions of

warriors were on the National Martial Bureau’s radar, and they would easily be recognized by the facial

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

godson is smart and ambitious, Swordsman… He has a

his mustache as a grin appeared on

enjoying himself, he no longer wanted to return to the Black Wind

He wanted to help Duncan. achieve great

“Thinking of spending the rest of your

warrior’s life would always have highs

their friends and enemies would also achieve even

realms, and conflict was inevitable when competing against each other for access to

fool if their wish was to spend their

evil person in the hundred years that have passed! I’m tired of this life, where I constantly need to be either

stand

hands behind his back,

to stand

he did not say anything: