"Thump, thump, thump!"
Carson Flores stood at the door, knocking steadily and unhurriedly.
The door opened, and Lennox Acevedo stood in the doorway, his face dramatically changing as his eyes filled with wariness upon seeing Carson Flores outside.
"Carson Flores, what are you here for?"
Carson Flores smiled faintly, "I've come to ask the old gentleman a question."
Lennox Acevedo blocked the door, his eyes filled with anger, "What do you want to ask?"
Carson Flores chuckled, "If I really wanted to do something, do you think you could stop me? Even the people from the Divine Cloudy Sect couldn't stop me, so do you think you're tougher than them, or do you think I wouldn't dare do anything to you?"
The color drained from Lennox Acevedo's face, he clenched his back teeth tight, hesitated for a moment, but eventually stepped aside.
