The Man’s Decree

Chapter 718 He Intends To Marry Lyanna

The moment Poison King twisted open the bottle cap, he was greeted by a whiff of sweetness and felt refreshed instantaneously.

“Poison King, don’t drink it impulsively!” Nevertheless, Weston stopped him when he was about to take a sip.

Weston could not help but snort inwardly. Mapleton and the Empyrean Sect have been harboring grudges against each other for such a long time. How’s it possible for both parties to mend the relationship with just a few words? If the water was poisoned, Poison King would only be putting himself on the line if he takes it!

“Haha! Master Weston, you’re really cautious. Who could know better than all of you from Mapleton about poison in the whole southwest region? Anyone who dares to challenge you on that must have lost their minds!” Carlos mocked and took the bottle back. After that, he took a mouthful to convince them.

Meanwhile, Poison King reprimanded Weston, “Get out of my way now!”

He was flattered by Carlos’ words. Hmph! Those who dare to poison us must be digging their own graves!

subordinate’s rudeness,” Poison

the glass bottle and gulped down the

he felt refreshed and even sensed an instant ripple of warmth flowing continuously in his elixir

you feel now?”

Poison King gasped, tossing

like it. I believe it’s a matter of time for you to break through your current stage and become a Martial Arts Grandmaster with the help of this magical water.”

return. Just tell me right away if there’s anything

sure as h*ll that the Empyrean Sect had an ulterior motive

look at Lyanna alongside him before his lips curved into a smile. “Poison King, I’ve fallen for Ms. Lyanna ever since I first set my eyes on her many years ago. Now that we’ve grown up, I hope you can grant my wish to marry her. By then, the Empyrean Sect and Mapleton will be

brows as he threw a glance at Lyanna. Undeniably, he had long since treated her as his woman after bringing her up painstakingly for twenty years. Now that Carlos had requested to

Martial Arts Grandmaster, he eventually gritted his teeth. “Okay! Mr. Xuereb, I’ll grant your