An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

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.

too much credit! What makes your ragtag team think you can match up to us?"

inexperienced newcomers had no

words. It's better to be respectful. Otherwise, I won't hesitate to silence you," Dustin warned sternly, stepping up beside

for a while. But he refrained from confrontation to avoid jeopardizing their quest for the Dracan essence. Now that the mission was accomplished, there

dares to spout such nonsense in my presence?" Tobias roared, projecting

Blackwell, watch out for this young man. He took down the black serpent by himself, and I believe he's at the level

opponents who truly posed

kid a grandmaster martial artist? Seriously?" Tobias was taken aback, and the intimidating presence he had just exuded quickly faded,

wrap his head around the idea of Dustin, barely in his twenties,

an exceptional talent truly existed in the Southwest region. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't recall ever

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