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.
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