The Man’s Decree

Dalton and Rosetta grew anxious. Nonetheless, after exchanging glances, they braced themselves and stepped forward.

“We are Demonic Cultivators, but this has nothing to do with Mr. Chance. It’s the two of us you’re after, so just come at us,” Dalton said to Fayzon.

Although they were scared out of their wits, Dalton and Rosetta didn’t want

Jared to risk himself for their sake.

“Step back, both of you,” Jared instructed Dalton and Rosetta.

“Mr. Chance, we appreciate your kindness, but today-”

“Do as I say. Even if you two sacrifice yourselves, they still won’t let me off the hook. Accusing me of associating with Demonic Cultivators is just an excuse. Besides, they are just a motley crew. There’s nothing to fear.”

confident mien, Dalton and Rosetta retreated. Fayzon uttered maliciously, “Jared, you’re just a mere Body Fusion Realm cultivator, yet you dare mock us? You’re

we are ashore, I can think of a hundred ways to end

so? Why don’t you give it a try?” Jared replied provocatively. Inexplicably, a sense of foreboding crept into Fayzon’s heart as he looked at the nonchalant

crew

silverfeather hawk away on the island. Coupled with the latter’s current undaunted appearance, Fayzon was genuinely wary that Jared had some ultimate techniques up his sleeve. If he can really summon a golden dragon or do something to that extent,

be executed for siding with Demonic Cultivators. Even if I don’t make a move, the crowd here is

be best if both of you leave now and not get involved

so why aren’t you targeting me? You’re just someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong. I’ve admitted that I’m a Demonic Cultivator now, so come

figured out Montane Daemon’s identity, but due to the

Daemon to personally disclose that

talking about, Montane Daemon? I didn’t expect you to be a Demonic Cultivator too. You’ve disguised yourself

Fayzon uttered pretentiously.