In the Drakes Dominion Order sect, Tobias Blackwell, a senior in a green robe, snorted disdainfully.

As an elder within the sect, he was halfway to becoming a grandmaster. With a formidable background and impressive combat prowess, he could even match with a grandmaster martial artist.

"Mr. Blackwell is right. None of you even deserve to negotiate with us," Yonah declared coldly.

They were resolute in their determination to succeed. Hence, surrendering their precious treasures was out of the question.

"We're not to be underestimated despite the challenges posed by the Drakes Dominion Order and the Frostwing Sect. The outcome of a showdown is still uncertain," Grace stated coldly.

She didn't desire an all-out war, but if the opposing side persisted, she wouldn't hesitate to unleash her full force.

makes your ragtag team think you

newcomers had no right to

better to be respectful. Otherwise, I won't

Order for a while. But he refrained from confrontation to avoid jeopardizing their quest for the Dracan essence. Now that the

nonsense in

this young man. He took down the black serpent by himself, and I believe he's at the level of a grandmaster martial artist,"

only one among the opponents who truly posed a threat. The rest

and the intimidating presence he had just exuded quickly faded, replaced

his head around the idea of Dustin, barely in

existed in the Southwest region. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't

as unbelievable as It may sound, If s the truth," Yonah affirmed witn

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