Chapter 1512

The Neeses were intimidated as the powerful spiritual pressure in the air nearly suffocated them.

It was said that the Rochers had an arsenal of elites working for them, and every core member of the Rocher family had a cultivator by their side.

The elite with Sawyer was clearly terrifyingly powerful.

Just then, the long sword in Chad's grasp burned with roaring spiritual flames that filled the air.

Sawyer seemed all the smugger at this.

An Ambience level cultivator could pretty much get whatever he wanted in Hemount City—and Chad was barely the tip of the iceberg that was the cultivators working for the Rochers.

Sawyer was here to teach the Nees family a lesson.

His father was old, and nowhere nearly as ruthless as he used to be. Having to arrange a marriage between the Rochers and the Neeses just to take over Nees Corp was honestly ridiculous.

have rather just taken the company from them through brute force. After all, the Rochers were the top dog of Hemount City, both in the business circles and the physical power of their men.

submission, as long as they were compensated with a little bit of

The spiritual pressure of an Ambience level cultivator was terrifying

to increase by the second. The spiritual pressure bursting out of the sword began to ring with a

the face. From how things were going, the living room would collapse any second

get physical about this, Mister Sawyer. We

businessmen, and they would be in huge trouble if someone were to die

smirked, not saying

his own accord. He was going to prove to his father that he was capable enough and

everyone was panicking, Wilbur clicked his tongue nonchalantly. "Wow, you're at

guard. How did this guy seem to know exactly what level he was

Wilbur looked frightfully normal.

here with your men, or I won't go

won't go easy on them? What a joke!" Sawyer burst out laughing at once. "And what exactly are you planning to do, huh? Go on, I'd like

of the bodyguards behind

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