*Extra Long Chapter*
"Impressive..." a low voice exclaimed as a hooded figure walked out from behind the plum blossom tree.
'He can hide his Aura perfectly... that's a useful trick,' Tyr mused with a serious expression as he stared down the person in front of him.
"It seems you are that rumored Dragon Tamer after all." The figure lifted his hood, revealing a familiar face.
"You're the merchant," Tyr exclaimed, slightly surprised. "I'm not too shocked though. There's no way you would let me slip away with all your valuable cultivation techniques in my hands."
The merchant smirked, showing off his golden tooth. "Oh? So you knew the whole time that I was going to ambush you, huh?" He thrust his gun to his side.
It was a golden pistol—closely resembling a Desert Eagle.
