The next day, the young man washed off the dirt on his body.
"Hehe... Saint-level level 2! Many masters in the city have suffered loss and lost their lives, barely able to protect themselves. What's the use of protecting yourself? Such a large family fortune."
Before this, their family was also an master at the upper level of Perfected Person.
It would probably take quite some time to reach the upper level of Perfected Person but chaos was imminent!
Time!
He needed time to grow!
"Men! Send Wan San in!"
Wan San was the guard who had been unfaithful to him at the gate that day.
"Young master!" Wan San walked in with a swagger.
There was some arrogance in his expression. Although he wasn't unbridled, he didn't have the respect of a servant to his master.
