The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 1070

Sitting on the sofa was an old man with short white hair in a neat haircut.

“Wh-What brings you here, sir?” Yaroslav, also known as Mr. Gabriel, cautiously asked.

“How could I not be here for something as major as this? You’d already be beheaded and dead on the ground if I hadn’t come.” “Sir, are you referring to James?” Yaroslav was taken aback for a moment.

Then, Mr. Gabriel immediately continued. “I know the King wants to eliminate me so that people from our faction will reveal themselves in the ensuing chaos. However, he doesn’t want to make any bold moves. That’s why he’s using James as his sword. Be that as it may, I doubt that James is capable of doing anything.” “Is that so?”

The old man looked at Yaroslav and asked flatly, “How do you compare with Donovan Blithe?”

Yaroslav replied hesitantly, “We’ve never fought against each other personally, but I’m probably not a match for him since he has mastered the Blithe Fist of Abomination.” “Exactly, you’re no match for him. Naturally, how does this pit you against James? James’ attack could make Donovan vomit blood, and he had no choice but to turn to the Grand Patriarch of the Blithes for help. If James is determined to kill you, you’d sooner turn into a flying pig than get away successfully.”

Yaroslav’s eyes widened in recognition. “W-Wait... Is James the old man that fought at Mount Littleroot?” “Correct, again.” “Sir, you have to save me! ”

The old man’s face became serious.

gone a little bit beyond

skills were improving rapidly and this was starting to

Mr. Gabriel die. Otherwise,

relentlessly hound them

interfering after you’re out of the

worry about that. For now, you’ll have to die at James’ hands. As for whether you can survive... Well, that will depend on your own capabilities. If you can think of a way to save yourself, you can

stood up and left through

down and fell deep

myself? How am I supposed

do that when even the people

I’m just an outsider. Compared to the relatives, I’m

he scrambled to his feet. “I’ll have to go see the leader! Thomas has no right to decide whether I live or die! I

his declaration, Yaroslav

already reached

armed soldiers waiting at the gate of