No 1 Supreme Warrior

The three of them walked into an inn that was buzzing with conversation as everyone chatted with great interest.

The inn was about the size of half an arena. There were about 80 to 90 tables there, and 90% of the tables were full.

Jagoan’s eye was sharp, and he immediately spotted a table in a corner. He quickly told Jagoan and Jagoan before he rushed over to take a seat. After the three of them sat down,

Jagoan took out some spiritual tea he managed to obtain a few years ago and started to make some tea.

Even though his distaste for Jagoan remained, the three of them were on the same boat at this point. If he continued to argue with Jagoan without stopping like before, it would only serve to annoy Jagoan.

When Jagoan was challenging the Killing Hall, the two of them agreed to a momentary truce.

the tea into a cup and respectfully handed

it, the faint spiritual energy within the tea was absorbed into his body. He suddenly felt much more

tea. Jagoan smiled brightly as if he had picked up money

roll his eyes. Jagoan really loved to dwell on the minor things as if he was a servant. He would never be able

he merely kept it to himself unlike before. After all, they were in a truce, and he would have to endure what

did not care how Jagoan viewed him

just now and didn’t see Lionel’s expression, but I did. Lionel was

petty, yet he wants to be your strategist. What a joke! If I had your skills, I wouldn’t ever want a strategist like that. If you did anything he didn’t like, he might end up holding a grudge and go against you at any moment. Wouldn’t that just

Lionel looked at Jagoan with such hatred, it seemed like Lionel wanted to rip Jagoan apart. Even though Lionel’s skills meant that he could not face Jagoan head-on, it was a