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.

Prosper City protect it. If you try anything here, you’ll be struck by lightning before you can

was indeed the case. “We’ll fight outside, then,” said Jack. “All twenty of you can fight me at the

the Unbreaking Pavilion, but they were true and blue alchemists, and to him, they were mere

that were at the early stage of the innate level, forcibly raised to the late stage by the laws of the world. Even if 20 of them worked together, Jack could

Jack’s tone, so much so that he

narrowed. “Everyone knows how strong the disciples of the Unbreaking Pavilion are. You won’t be

wanted was to hurry up and get rid of the problem,

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 hold back at

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