The Man's Decree

Alastair, on the other hand, was standing off to the side, watching Jared with a cold sweat covering his entire body!

He was well aware of what Jared was capable of. He’s only a Third Level Tribulator cultivator, yet he has the gall to speak to a Ninth Level Tribulator cultivator like that! Is he courting death?

Suppressing the anger welling up within him, Leighton addressed Jared. “Brat, show me what you’ve got. Let’s see if you have the chops to back up your words!”

If Jared truly possessed the cultivation level of a Ninth Level Tribulator cultivator, perhaps Leighton would have been more restrained.

“Why should I show off my abilities? Flaunting my wealth is enough. If you’re capable, outbid me. If you’re out of money, then stop chattering away here!” Jared stated bluntly!

He had nearly been killed by Selma, so naturally, he would not be polite when dealing with the Mueller family!

“Brat, you’re asking for trouble…” Unable to hold back any longer, Leighton instantly moved toward Jared, his claw slashing through the air.

He was trying to push Jared into action. In doing so, Jared’s aura would be exposed, revealing the latter’s true strength!

Jared was about to make his move, a figure suddenly stepped in

instant, causing the void to tremble. The entire house

had put up vanished. Their true selves, including their appearances, were

didn’t result in any casualties. However, the auction was definitely not going to

only possessed the power of a Third Level Tribulator cultivator, they

arrogant words and stand his ground against a Ninth Level Tribulator cultivator

wondered if Jared had

somewhat taken aback when he saw Jared’s

rage. He couldn’t believe he had

you can do me a favor and refrain from any

shook his somewhat numb arm, glaring fiercely at Jared. “Brat, I’ll be waiting

he was not afraid that Jared would run

cultivator could be squashed like

to show respect to Wilson. After all, Wilson was a Top Level Tribulator cultivator, whom he was not a match

flick of his sleeve,

given the hand fan to Jared,