The Mighty Dragon Warrior

“Old Hunter, who asked you to meddle?!”

“Ha! If it wasn’t for Old Hunter meddling, you would have ruined Hunter’s Association’s reputation!” A deep and husky voice called out, followed by two men walking toward Flint.

The man who spoke was a thirty-ish year-old man, and beside him was a middle-aged man with strangely long arms, a bow in his left hand and arrows in a barrel strapped to his back.

“I don’t think our association’s reputation was saved with Old Hunter’s meddling!” Flint pouted.

The younger man gave him a look and shook his head. Then, he turned to look at Jacob Lynch and said, “Mr. Lynch, we are very glad that you are here, but we would like to remind you that there are some rules you should keep.”

Jacob glanced at the broken arrows on the ground and then raised his head with a frosty look in his eyes.

“You better get out of here when I’m still being nice!” He spat.

“So full of yourself!”

to see the older man with a heavy expression on his face. His arm moved, and a foot-long arrow appeared in his hand. The man was full of murderous energy and was ready to fire as he aimed the foot-long

himself up from the ground and gently advised the old man with his

pale face of his daughter after

bow down.” Jacob

do you have?” The man’s lips tilted in a mirthless smile, and in the next second, he released

one punch. With a burst of energy, he jumped more than ten meters and was

He pointed his right hand with two fingers

hiss as the man’s Qi came in contact with the ground and created a

advantage of this, the older man took two steps back and took four thin arrows out from his barrel in the wave of an arm. His face was full of vicious intent as he loaded his bow. The quiver trembled as he pulled it. He had two arrows aimed at Moira

Jacob exploded in anger as he

Flint frowned the moment he saw him take out those arrows. He directed his

moment, the air got dense with killing intent, and there were waves of Qi rolling