No 1 Supreme Warrior

Master Mackenzie stared coldly at the empty glass.” I don’t care what you think about Jack White. I’ve already made up my mind to do everything in my power to stop him from advancing further.”

Master Loador knitted his brow and glanced sideways at Master Mackenzie. “Are you saying that you’ll personally handle him?”

That brat is not the same puny insect

it’ll be our heads rolling on the ground next. Thus, he should be prevented from advancing

death toll of so many skilled fighters had sounded an alarm bell in Master Mackenzie’s mind. He took a deep breath and shouted at the guards outside of the door, “Send the message to all of the higher-level-ups of the Alliance Guard

the meeting room was palpable and it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. The higher-level-ups had already received reports from their disciples about the Nine Armies’ situation before they gathered. Their expressions all tuned grave when they received the news. Alathic Hackford of the Wind Cloud Pavilion, one of the six great clans, was so incensed that his beard curled up unto itself. He could not believe that the Nine Armies were able to eliminate all their skilled

his plan for he did not fully agree with it. “So your plan is for us to leave our base camp and head toward the Nine Armies? Isn’t this a bit too much?” Though he was similarly furious about all the dead fighters, he did not think they needed to leave where they were and

Master Hackford. “Too much? How could you ask this under these dire circumstances? The fighters we sent out were the best of the best, yet look at how

the end. Throughout this, Master Loador sat quietly at the head of the table with knitted brows. Nobody had any idea what was going on in his mind for he did not refute or agree to anything Master Mackenzie said, choosing to remain neutral. However, everyone present could sense the