No 1 Supreme Warrior

“How could he be their subordinate?” someone shot back.

“Use your brain a little here. What kind of dog looks prouder than its owner? Ever since we saw this guy, he’s never even glanced at Case. Do you think a subordinate would dare to do that?”

After that person said so, quite a few people nodded in agreement. The masked man never said anything the whole time as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.

That calm demeanor was not something a subordinate would have. Since he was not a subordinate, who was he?

The Swelling Tide Continent’s impression of the other warriors was too deep. They would always stick together and would rarely interact with other warriors.

The moment they interacted with any outsiders, conflicts would somehow arise.

Could that person be an enemy of the Swelling Tide Continent?

in the minds of a few people, and all of them slowly felt like these men did seem to be at odds. Even the red-haired man was no longer interested in talking to

16 of them had registered, and 15 of them were from

care about the situation at all. It was as

acted like that, the more frustrated Case

of the warriors who were at the peak, they would still think about it before facing 15 other warriors. After all, even

their opponent. Anyone with just a hint of intelligence would know

empty head, so Case felt like Josua knew this. Yet, Josua insisted on putting up an

his teeth, loathing how irksome

he

think his facade would fool others

wrong with him. Richard refused to believe Josua was under no pressure at

just good and pretending, but putting on a show