Suddenly, a wave of confusion sounded, echoing in the minds of Mr. Leon and Mr. Ian, leading them to scrutinize White Mitchell anew.
"Could it be, that this lad is a genius of some Body Refining Sect, his recent acts have been deceiving us?" Mr. Leon frowned and said.
"Fuck! We cannot rule out this possibility, some bastards enjoy trampling us the talented, to showcase their superiority, ugh! Disgusting!" Mr. Ian said with disgust written all over his face, filled with bitter resentment.
At this point, Anne Sabin, not far away, was also frowning at White Mitchell.
"Impossible! There are only a few major forces in the Dragon Realm, none of them are known for having a Body Refining Sect!
Moreover, I have never heard of such a prodigy!
"Don't be misled by him, figure out his scheme quickly, we do not have much time!" At this moment, Anne Sabin couldn't help warn the others.