A group of about 19 people came up behind Mark after he introduced himself, and they shot Jack a seemingly unfriendly gaze.

Jack frowned, immediately knowing that there would be trouble the moment he heard they were from the Unbreaking Pavilion.

Jack raised an eyebrow as he sneered, “Are you trying to cause me trouble? Feel free to try, but with just your group, you’ll just die on the spot if you try anything.”

Mark’s expression soured at those words. He had wanted to be cordial with Jack, yet Jack’s straightforwardness ruined that. Mark failed to even maintain his smile.

plaza, and the laws of Prosper City protect it. If

was indeed the case. “We’ll fight outside, then,”

worried despite their numbers. They might be from the Unbreaking Pavilion, but they were true and blue alchemists, and to him, they were mere

level, forcibly raised to the late stage by

tone, so much so that he started to

hero,” scoffed Mark, his eyes narrowed. “Everyone knows how strong the disciples of the Unbreaking Pavilion are. You won’t be able to beat twenty of us no matter how skilled you

hurry up and get rid of the problem, his words were

eyebrow. “I’ll do it eventually. Don’t think that no one can stand up to you just because you’re a disciple of the Unbreaking Pavilion. Since you

caught Mark off-guard. His hands trembled as he slowly turned pale. Jack had not bothered to

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