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"What? "You won't do anything now? Is it because of my pure strength?" Naruse tapped Stefan's face.

"You really embarrassed your entire country, didn't you?" Aryan gritted his teeth.

"You bastard! You think you can just scare US off like that?! "You're just a God of War! The Aenar Temple has that, too! "We'll make sure we get the explanation we want!" "Explanation?" Naruse sighed, showing a playful gaze. "In the martial arts world, power means everything!" Naruse took another step forward.

Bam! A more horrifying aura seeped out, charging at its targets.

Stefan, Aryan, and the people behind them all stumbled around before coughing out blood.

Nobody could defend themselves against this level of martial arts. Law, background, authority, and reason held no meaning at this very moment.

"Since I already did my part, you should just carry out the rest, Young Master." Naruse tilted his head, glancing at Amos.

challenge you! "How about this? As long as he kneels and announces the Aenar Temple's loyalty towards the Smalt Sect...and that he'd remain

keep him alive. How does that sound?" The beautiful women

few words were enough to deal with the Smalt Sect's biggest problem instantly! 'Stefan and the Aenar Temple would probably turn into

here, he wouldn't be able

set

would owe Naruse a huge

two birds with one stone.' Amos frowned; what happened that night

a smile. Stefan glared furiously at Amos; he clearly