The Man’s Decree

Chapter 1629 Make Peace

When everyone had left, Skylar dropped to his knees. “Greetings, Sir!” Without delay, the man in the black silver robe whipped out a shining scepter from his robes.

“Lord Tanner knows of your situation, so he specially sent me to give you a sacred martial arts relic. This sacred martial arts relic can protect you at critical moments.”

As he said that, he handed the scepter to Skylar. Skylar stared at the scepter, his gaze scorching like fire. This is a sacred martial arts relic—the one used by a Martial Arts Saint!

Although he had no idea what had become of the owner of that sacred martial arts relic, it would be child’s play to use a sacred martial arts relic infused with a Martial Arts Saint’s power to defeat a Martial Arts Marquis.

“Please convey my thanks to Lord Tanner. I’ll definitely do my best to manage Warriors Alliance!” he vowed with exhilaration written all over his face.

“Lord Tanner said that Jared is a rare talent, so it’s best if he can be persuaded over to our side. If that doesn’t work, make peace with him for the time being. Don’t have any more conflicts with him. You’ve got far more important things to do!” the man in the black silver robe asserted.

peace with him, we’ll

don’t release Josephine? In response,

of resources now, so just promise him some. Given a choice between a woman and resources, I believe that all cultivators will choose

the consequences if he were to offend a Black

man in the black silver robe vanished into thin air. With the scepter in hand, Skylar scrambled

to make peace with Jared. Instead, he wanted

of killing Jared seized him, the spirit in his mind suddenly cautioned, “You’d best do

revenge at once. “Someone!” Skylar shouted. “What can I do for you, P-President Norton?” a member of Warriors

that he would also lose his life. “Go and seek Jared out. Tell

Jared out?” Terror showed in the eyes of the member

well aware of Jared’s current capabilities and the fact that the latter hated Warriors Alliance to the bone. Wouldn’t I simply be courting death to go and

creasing at the sight