No 1 Supreme Warrior

The man with a pointy chin showed up in front of Jack with three Corpse Pavillion’s disciples behind him. Luckily, the masked man was nowhere to be seen. The man with a pointy chin had been the one following the masked man previously, providing the masked man with ideas as he bad mouthed about them.

Who would have expected to bump into them not long after they left the valley?

Senior Brother Robin Mullins, are these the people our eldest senior brother is hunting.

Under normal circumstances, nobody would address their clan brothers with their full name unless this person’s surname was

good at flattering others. Robin narrowed his eyes as he sized up Jack and the others, seemingly trying to spot some great

as he said, “We can’t let them escape. I’ve never heard about anybody coming out of the legend under the Cliff of Sorrow, but these people had actually made it out. They

brothers. “Derek Roffe,

said, the four of them manage to surround Jack and the rest in the middle. It looked like they planned to make Jack and the others stay, not allowing any of them

and barked, “What’s going on with you? How could you lead them here? How did

Jed angrily.” What’s this about? You speak as if I purposely led them here. I have no idea how they discovered me. That Derek guy discovered me when I was checking

whether it be out of shame or frustration. He did not even lower his voice, causing the four men

to hide your figure. Unfortunately, the martial skill you practice means nothing to me. In the entire Corpse Pavilion, nobody from the formal and informal disciples have better hiding and exploration abilities than me. You’ll only make a joke out of

words. From the looks of It, Derek