"You are no match for him!" In a distant place, a man and a woman stood side by side. The man was a sinister middle-aged man, and the woman was as beautiful as a flower, truly alluring at first glance. The middle-aged man looked at the fallen Maverick Clarkson, and then at the woman whose face was already full of murderous intent, and said a sentence.
"He killed my two brothers!"
"That was the Arena Platform. What do you want to do about it? Elders are not to intervene!"
The middle-aged man snorted.
"You won't help me?"
"We must take our time with this matter. It's impossible for today. You also know that anyone who dares to disrupt the Arena Platform matches is violating the Sect Rules!" The middle-aged man, only at an intermediate stage in the Immortal Realm in terms of cultivation, was actually among the lower echelon within the Immortal Sect. Of course, he dared not violate the Sect Rules, not even for this woman, who was his newly wedded third wife, Lady Susan.
