The Aura of a Martial Artist
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"They are definitely strong. It's best if we don't provoke them!"
"Yeah. I heard that the ancient martial arts sects in Sommervile are all very powerful. If we make them mad, we'll be in trouble!"
"Isn't it just an ancient martial arts sect? They aren't important people of the sect, just some unranked disciples. You don't have to be so nervous!"
"Yeah. This isn't Sommervile. If they don't provoke us, we definitely won't provoke them!"
Everyone had different attitudes toward Connor and Yolanda.
Some of those from more influential families did not take Connor seriously.
Those who were slightly weaker were unwilling to cause trouble.
Wilda, on the other hand, had been looking at the scenery outside without saying a word. No one knew what she was thinking at the moment.
Three hours later, the plane finally landed on Bamarre Island.