“Besides the two of you, who else has a problem with me? Feel free to join these two in fighting me. Truthfully, these two insignificant men are not even enough to get me warmed up.”

At that point, the crowd was infuriated.

This old man has crossed the line!

Alfred was not merely fighting against one person from the whole crowd. Rather, he had challenged the entire crowd!

There were more than thirty people on the scene refining spiritual iron, and all of them were strong warriors.

With their combined power, wiping Alfred out would be child's play.

Has this coffin-dodger gotten tired of living? How dare he provoke so many people?

Draco spat, “You better keep your tongue in check before you say something you'll regret!”

He then turned to Golden Cicada. “Golden Cicada, leave this old codger to me. I'll teach him a lesson on your behalf.”

To his surprise, Golden Cicada scoffed. “Not a chance. This old man has too smart of a mouth. I want to teach him a lesson myself.”

Alfred rolled his eyes. “How indecisive! You're no different than women choosing outfits! I've told you: both of you can fight me together!”

Draco and Golden Cicada exchanged glances before nodding. “Deal. We'll do as you say and fight you together. But before that, what's going to happen if we kill you in the process? What would be the price to pay?”

“If you manage to beat me to death, it's entirely on me. You don't have to worry about that,” Alfred stated calmly.

Golden Cicada shook his head. “Verbal consent is not enough. Let's sign a liability waiver form instead!”

Alfred guffawed. “No need for that. Relax. You guys still have to refine spiritual iron, so I won't take your lives.”

By then, Draco and Golden Cicada were so furious that smoke was coming out of their ears.

This old man is infuriating! That's it!

Feeling the last bit of patience draining out of them, Draco and Golden Cicada gritted their teeth and charged at Alfred. “Die!”

Upon seeing that, Alfred merely stood his ground and smiled. “Come!”

With that, the battle began!

Everyone on the scene put aside whatever they were doing to watch the fight.

Meanwhile, Johnny had brought Southern King and the Ruthless Warriors to the Centuria's district.

Johnny had not brought Southern King straight to the Southern Faction Centurias' base. Instead, he first made a detour to the Northern Faction Centurias' base.

As they walked, Johnny began narrating his story, “The other day, when I came to the Northern Faction Centurias' base, it was completely deserted. Everything—people, resources, and even the Spirit Stone—was gone! All that remained were traces left by the Southern Faction Centurias, suggesting that a violent battle had taken place here. To uncover the truth, I decided to go to the Southern Faction Centurias. In the end, when I passed by Golden Cicada's training room, I saw...”

Here, his voice trailed off.

“What did you see?” Southern King inquired out of curiosity.

Instead of answering, Johnny sighed softly. “There are no words for me to describe what I witnessed. I'll bring you there instead.”



















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