No 1 Supreme Warrior

After handling anything, Jack seemed to have lost his friendliness. He turned away, no longer talking to Walter.

Walter could still hear it initially, but when he saw that Jack was so calm, he could not keep his calm. He frowned and asked, “Are you really stupid, or is there something wrong with your eyes?”

The moment he said that the atmosphere that had been so warm earlier suddenly cooled down. Jack raised an eyebrow, not saying anything. Since both of them had accomplished their goal, Jack did not feel like saying anything else. Walter felt like he had been challenged when he saw that Jack did not answer, and did not even bother sparing him a glance.

He snorted coldly, “Do you feel like you really made a friend?”

to see me being incredibly

words completely stunned

had seen through everything? Then why did Jack agree to

as he said, “I’m a chosen disciple from the

guessed that. Since their inner disciples were no match for him, then

he stared at the battle in the arena, in no mood to care about Walter at all. Walter narrowed his eyes as a harsh looked flashed in them. His actions had already thoroughly trampled on Walter’s fragile pride. Sometimes, ignoring

that you can’t hide your fear just by doing this. Could you not know how strong a chosen disciple from an eighth-grade clan

bother with Walter. He did not care if he was from an eighth or ninth-grade clan. They were all the

not stand it

was. After all, Walter’s actions were vastly different from what he saw in normal warriors.