The Man's Decree

However, Fayzon’s offer was one of a kind. Gaining the favor of the Demon Seal Alliance could potentially change someone’s life. Many believed that Jared would accept the offer.

If they were in his shoes, they would not hesitate either. After all, no one would refuse the ever-powerful Demon Seal Alliance-no one would dare to.

“But I don’t need any favors from the Demon Seal Alliance. What I need is this Stillwind Orb,” Jared replied without hesitation.

He knew what the Demon Seal Alliance was like, and he had had conflicts with them. How could he possibly give the Stillwind Orb to someone from the alliance?

Everyone was taken aback when Jared rejected the offer. Even Fayzon did not anticipate Jared to turn him down so decisively. The atmosphere suddenly grew. tense, and Fayzon’s expression darkened.

“Is the favor from the Demon Seal Alliance not on par with the value of the Stillwind Orb?” Fayzon’s eyes narrowed. Jared replied calmly, “To me, the favor from the Demon Seal Alliance is worthless.”

The crowd erupted in disbelief. What?

Nobody expected Jared to respond in such a manner. Even if he didn’t want to sell the Stillwind Orb, he could have approached the situation differently by negotiating with Fayzon more tactfully!

the Demon Seal Alliance. It was as though he was challenging the highest authority. He’s just digging his own

surged instantly. “No one has ever spoken to me in such a manner. You’re the first. But let me make this clear-there

was threatening Jared, implying that if he were to turn

I would never allow something I don’t

unyielding, Fayzon was quite infuriated. Others believed

guy is just a Fifth Level Body Fusion Realm cultivator. How dare he challenge a Tribulator cultivator. Has he

think he’s just inexperienced. If only he knew

is quite something. This is the first time I’ve seen

On

provoking Fayzon. That was

reached out to grab Jared.

also the main person in control of the spirit. ship. Don’t you know engaging in a fight on the ship will spell disaster for

knitted his brows. “Mr. Daemon, are