The Man’s Decree

Chapter 1912 Enjoying The Show

“Marcelo, you shouldn't look down on others. The Zagorski family aren't pushovers,” Austin declared confidently as he brandished the halberd.

“Austin, you must be tired of living...” Narrowing his eyes, Marcelo pulled out a hand fan from his sleeve. Golden light shone as he unfurled the fan made out of gold. The aura emitted by the hand fan was utterly terrifying.

Austin's expression clouded over when he saw that the hand fan was also a sacred martial arts relic.

In addition to that, the elderly man who stood beside Marcelo also emanated a strong aura.

He was a Top Level Greater Martial Arts Marquis, an existence that was the closest to the Martial Arts Saint.

The person Marcelo brought with him was clearly head and shoulders above Greater Martial Arts Marquis from the Zagorski family.

The Greater Martial Arts Marquises from the Zagorski family were mostly First to Second Levels. Even Austin, who was the strongest among them, was only Fourth Level.

other hand, the lowest level of Greater Martial Arts

even match at

into silence, Jared's expression turned cold. He sucked in a

ready to be unleashed.

it bad form to make such a big fuss over the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower? You even brought a huge entourage with you. More importantly, how are you going to report back if you suffer a huge loss here? Out of consideration toward me, why don't you give Mr. Chance the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower? You can consider a favor to the Gingerich

two sides, he stepped forward in an attempt to

of this? Do you also intend to help Jared?”

Mr. Chance for the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower, I'm afraid I have no choice but to help him. Do you think you can take on the Gingerich family as well? Why not take the loss and have me owe you a

it lay a hidden threat.

frown, he asked, “Verner, are you willing to become the Garcia family's enemy for Jared's

truly not aware of the situation, or are you merely playing dumb? Even if this matter had not come between us, our families were never going to become friends. Sooner or later, we would've become

or later, they would have become enemies as long

the tension rising between the two sides, he stepped forword

ugly as