No 1 Supreme Warrior

For whoever who possessed combat power comparable to a king of war was certainly not going to volunteer to be a bodyguard. So the other party was obviously pretending to be a king of war, but in reality, he was probably afraid, at the same time, did not want to admit weakness due to his image. Thus, he had asked Miles Stone to go in, so that he could pay Miles off and Miles would let him off the hook.

“I’m a five-star king of war, and you’re making me go in to meet him? Are you sure?”

Miles snorted frostily, his face was releasing an aura of resentment.

“Hurry up and ask your Captain to come out, or else I’ll end your life here!”

Hunter got a little impatient. He stepped forward, choked the bodyguard, and lifted him up high in mid-air.

Hunter thought that the bodyguard would wet his pants out of fear. Nonetheless, the other party did not even show a hint of fear, but rather he shot Hunter a deadly stare. “If you want to kill, then kill. Do you think I’m afraid of death? But I need to tell you that, if you kill me right here, all of you will regret it later, and all of you will have to compensate me with your lives!”

“Hunter, don’t kill him!”

Miles up, perhaps, it was

to your Captain. If he is just

Hunter

“Let’s go in!”

fierce glare at Hunter, then only

the bodyguard arrived at the courtyard, under a big tree. They met with a

a breath of shock and stumbled a few steps forward. He rubbed his eyes repeatedly to clear his vision as though the scene before him was blurry. “Oh my freaking God, Sir Celestino, is that you? It’s you, right? Why are you

looked at the other party and commanded with a strong aura, “Come, sit down and talk. Tell me, what brings

eight-star king of war! Why are you here? Why have you become the captain of bodyguards? Am I seeing this correctly? Aren’t you supposed to be in Eastfield

mean the person behind him was even more

have to squeeze your brain juice thinking about this. We arrived a few days ago, and we plan to go around the city for some

with your plan to kill my master? Our Master’s position and identity is not

my life before! How could I possibly have the guts to fight you? I wouldn’t dare lay a finger on you! You’re my savior, I