The Almighty Dragon General

Truett suddenly appeared in a wasteland located southwest of Mount Martial is. He looked at the middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, with a frown. Then, he asked, "Is there something you couldn't say just now, Mr. Wulte? Why did you ask to meet here?"

Perthacus walked over and said, "I didn't want to put you in a difficult situation, so I had to meet you privately."

Truett asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

Perthacus flipped his hand, and a radiant energy ball appeared.

"There are one hundred elixirs at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation. Take them."

The energy ball floated over to Truett.

Truett was stunned for a moment. He recomposed and asked playfully, "Aren't you being too generous, Mr. Wulte? A hundred elixirs at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation is more than we acquired."

Perthacus laughed and replied, "You're overthinking it. How would I have possibly gotten so many high- quality elixirs? I'm also going crazy because of poverty. This is compensation for your injured body. It's from the headquarters."

compensation? Am I the

nodded and replied,

and Stephen? Their bodies were also severely destroyed. If they were going

With your identity, it's only natural the headquarters give

Skynet's Young Master, I'm also an elder of Mount Martialis. Is the Timeaus

"You're right. Elder Lyla stuffed these elixirs into my storage space and instructed

here to investigate after learning about your injuries. Hence, they wanted to compensate you to

discord. Mount Martialis had spectacular results in the

Zared, we also pushed ourselves into the spotlight

Skynet's Young Master, and your father is behind you. If you stay in Mount Martialis, you'll be our biggest support. With you here, they'll have

squinted and said, "So they are trying to stir up discord. Giving me such generous compensation will make my friends jealous, and they will resent me for

Perthacus nodded solemnly.