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.

giving yourselves too much credit! What makes your ragtag team think you can

believed a team of inexperienced newcomers had no right to challenge

be respectful. Otherwise, I won't hesitate to silence

for a while. But he refrained from confrontation to avoid jeopardizing their quest for the Dracan essence. Now that the mission was accomplished, there was no need

to spout such nonsense in my presence?"

Blackwell, watch out for this young man. He took down the black serpent by himself, and

one among the opponents

grandmaster martial artist? Seriously?" Tobias was taken aback, and the intimidating presence he

Dustin, barely in

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

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