"You're the Master of California? Lucas Gray?" Julian narrowed his eyes and sized Lucas up with a sharp gaze.
This was the first time he saw the enemy who had killed his brother and who was also the opponent preventing the Peerless Martial Association from dominating California.
Julian found that Lucas was indeed young, and he was exuding a vigorous vitality from head to toe. The collagen and muscles of his body were much more delicate than the masters he usually saw.
But since this young man possessed the strength to kill his brother Jude and make the helmsmen of dozens of top families of California acknowledge him as their master, he definitely wasn't simple.
However, even though Lucas was standing right in front of Julian, Julian couldn't sense any pressure or aura coming from him, as if he was facing only an ordinary person.
If he ran into him elsewhere, Julian probably wouldn't have paid much attention to him.