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!”

Dylan finished, Jack lifted his heel and

in pain. The veins on his forehead popped due to the excruciating pain he was experiencing, and his complexion was

I won’t turn you into a eunuch!” Jack

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

that?” Jack laughed. He walked toward the elder

give up my surname!” The elder’s name was Walter Lamington. He laid on the ground and had shallow breathing. However,

at him. “This is medication to cure your wound—your wound will heal speedily once you eat it. The favor you owed them

Thank you!” Walter gazed at Jack, rather astounded yet perplexed. He never held back when he attacked him. After all, he was a 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 medication that could heal