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Wilbur got to his feet, standing in front of Sylvia. "Don't cany closer." Damian's expression darkened as he eyed Wilbur. "I'm just here to take Miss Ronan back. Someone else will handle you." "You're not taking anyone away," Wilbur said calmly.

Damian glanced at Wilbur. He raised his palms, which glowed with Aura light as a wave of pressure spread out. Sylvia could not help but back up from the force, shouting, "He's a cultivator, one of Joy Corp's fighters!" "No worries. I'll take care of it." Wilbur smiled.

Damian flared up in fury, slashing his hands through the air like two razor-sharp knives in the direction of Wilbur's chest.

Wilbur merely chuckled, throwing out an attack of his own.

With a loud collision, Damian flew backward and slammed against a pillar, sliding down slowly as blood trickled from his mouth. His chest was caved in.

out in shock, staring

matter?" Wilbur asked with a

say, "He was a cultivator." "Yeah, he's trash when facing up against someone like me." Wilbur grabbed Damian by the ankle, dragging him

in shock for a long time. "You're really good." "Of course," Wilbur

still seemed worried. "He's only one fighter. I know Casper has specially-trained experts under him who are much more powerful than Damian." "They're

with you." "Don't be so negative about things. Besides, you were already prepared to die. There's nothing to be scared of." Wilbur was more than interested

for Sylvia, Wilbur would have just shown

up her mind, Sylvia picked

his chairman's

away the night before while one of the officials she had been serving

Sylvia's parents and relatives try and guilt Sylvia into coming back, but that failed, so he sent Damian, who was

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