“From now on, Warriors Alliance has to get permission from the Deragon family before holding a meeting,” Edgar uttered with a cold expression.
“Why should that be the case?” Zion asked.
“It’s because I’m a Greater Martial Arts Marquis.”
With that, Edgar suddenly exuded a terrifying wave of aura. It was so powerful that Zion felt a tightening sensation in his chest, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
“G-Greater Martial Arts Marquis? You’ve become a Greater Martial Arts Marquis?” Zion gasped in shock.
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