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?”

it with your baseless logic. That brat is not the same puny insect that we can easily squash under our feet. He’s more like a tiger now, though still

back at him and continued on saying, “If we don’t do something about him, it’ll be our heads rolling on the ground next. Thus, he should be prevented from advancing further at all costs. We would need to gather all the Alliance Guard’s power to take down

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

they gathered. Their expressions all tuned grave when they

Mackenzie went straight to the point and told them all about his thinking. Master Hackford frowned upon hearing 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 fight to the death at the enemy’s

much? How could you ask this under these dire circumstances? The fighters we sent out were the best of the best, yet look

the reply but did not say anything in 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