No 1 Supreme Warrior

“Young man, I…I’m the young master of a third-class aristocratic family! You can’t kill me!” Dylan’s legs turned into jelly in his bone-chilling fright. He wanted to escape but both his legs did not cooperate.

Jack flipped his hand and the black sword in his hand was nowhere to be seen. It had disappeared into thin air.

“I won’t kill you,” commented the indifferent Jack with a tight smile.

Dylan relaxed and smiled when he heard this. “And that’s a wise choice, my brother. It’s always better to have a friend than an enemy, right? From today onward, you are my brother, and we’ll be best friends. You should know that being friends with a third-class aristocratic family’s young master would only benefit you!”

finished, Jack lifted his heel and slammed it against Dylan, breaking

due to the excruciating pain he was experiencing, and his complexion was extremely

you, but I didn’t say that I won’t turn you into a eunuch!” Jack smiled coldly and loathingly added, “Now scram, you eunuch. You should stop fantasizing

Do you t—think our family is j—just an ordinary one?” On the verge of fainting, Dylan gritted his teeth

me after all that?” Jack laughed. He walked toward

elder’s name was Walter Lamington. He laid on the ground and had shallow breathing. However, the look

to cure your wound—your wound will heal speedily once you eat it. The favor you owed them has been paid. While you aided him in his despicable quest, you’re a person who values relationships and promises. I’m not

seven-star King of War and he thought that Jack would kill him to prevent any troubles in the future. He never anticipated a merciful Jack instead who handed him