No 1 Supreme Warrior

Large beads of perspiration dropped from Master Ladenberg’s forehead. His face had gone white. He would have been the dead one if he had not reacted in time.

“Go for him! Attack him together!”

However, he saw the body of his son on the floor, and he saw the numbers he had on his side. Master Ladenberg gave the order.

“Heh. You think that you can beat me because you have more people?”

Jack chuckled and looked at Daniella. “Please continue to eat. Just leave these vermin to me!”

After he said that, he stamped his foot and rushed toward the men.

“Okay!”

Warmth filled her chest. Jack actually told her to

sounds of fighting rang out. Many of those who were dining were terrified and jumped straight from the second floor in fear of being roped

were no match for Jack. In a flash, they

Jack, you–you’re so

had pretended to find out about the situation and leisurely came forward to check the scene out. He was wickedly delighted when he saw the bodies on the floor, yet still, he pulled a mask of bewilderment. “You’re so strong. The master of the Ladenberg family is the strongest fighter in our city. I never thought that you would beat him

impassive look and kept his sword. “Can I trouble you to clean the corpses up

I am at your

clear the bodies up. He had been waiting that very day for a long time, but never had

“That felt good!”

and sat beside Daniella. “I don’t think anyone will be

said that, Jack took huge swigs out of the

just drink like that, Jack,” she hurriedly reminded him. “It’s monkey wine. It’s not regular alcohol. You can’t drink it that way even if you have a high alcohol tolerance. It’s extremely potent, and even martial artists can

drink more as their bodies have adjusted to it. But even then, they can’t just gulp it down.