A group of about 19 people came up behind Mark after he introduced himself, and they shot Jack a seemingly unfriendly gaze.

Jack frowned, immediately knowing that there would be trouble the moment he heard they were from the Unbreaking Pavilion.

Jack raised an eyebrow as he sneered, “Are you trying to cause me trouble? Feel free to try, but with just your group, you’ll just die on the spot if you try anything.”

Mark’s expression soured at those words. He had wanted to be cordial with Jack, yet Jack’s straightforwardness ruined that. Mark failed to even maintain his smile.

Mark snorted. “This is the entry plaza, and the laws of Prosper City protect it. If you try anything here, you’ll be struck by lightning before you can even do anything!”

case. “We’ll fight outside, then,” said Jack. “All twenty of you can fight me at the

worried despite their numbers. They might be from the Unbreaking Pavilion, but they were true

late stage by the laws of the world.

so that he started to pant as he

disciples of

get rid of the problem, his words

a disciple of the Unbreaking

Mark off-guard. His hands trembled as he slowly turned pale. Jack had not bothered to hold

whatever you want to. I know you’re not weak, but

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