In the messy corridor, Krish propped up a pale Ludwig. The anger in his eyes slowly went away as he said in a cold voice, “We will admit defeat because our skills are not up to par. But we must take revenge on you for destroying the master sword of Mount Everest Sword Association!”

Hearing that, Ocho, who was silently counting how much money he would be penalized, raised his brows to glance at him. “You should be thankful and grateful.”

They were in Central Federation, where the Scarlet Dragons had yet to stand firm on their own two feet. Otherwise, with the tyrannical ways of the Scarlet Dragons in the Four Outer Districts, Ludwig wouldn’t be left with just a few injuries.

Ludwig spat out a breath of stale air. A flash of indignation flashed across his eyes. As for Krish, who was supporting Ludwig, he glared at Ocho furiously and seethed in anger.

Thankful? Grateful? Be thankful that we lost without dying? Be grateful that you showed us mercy? Humiliation! This was plain humiliation!

Ludwig got up slowly with a dark expression and said in a cold voice, “I, Ludwig Juan, am only an insignificant swordsman in Mount Everest Sword Association. I have no excuses for losing. But in a few days, the president and elders from Mount Everest Sword Association will look for you in person. I hope you’ll be so kind as to enlighten them when the time comes!”

“Your president and your elders will be coming?” Ocho’s eyes gleamed a little and his breathing quickened.

subtle, unlike the reckless gangs in the Four Outer Districts.

Krish’s face. “Hmph, are you scared now? Mount Everest Sword

too weak. It won’t be satisfying

before his face

his hand. “Krish, stop flaunting the skills of your tongue. Let’s

glared at Ocho fiercely, then supported Ludwig as they walked slowly to the doors

walk into the elevator, Ocho reached out his hand to scratch

we offended them? Since there’s no peace anyway, I’ll use my fists to achieve it. Haven’t we always done it like

the best suites among the four presidential suites at The Pavillion, regardless of

than thirty square meters in Suite No. 1, Jacob was holding a pretty outfit while speaking in a gentle voice to his daughter who was hiding

I don’t want to!” A young,

was one of frustration. Even an obedient and adorable

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