"Are you a young master from the Whitetooth family?" David asked with a suspicious look on his face, clearly doubting their identities.
The youth leading the group wasn't even at the Golden Core realm; how could he be a young master? The guy he had encountered years ago was a mighty Nascent Soul expert, so naturally, David assumed that you needed a high cultivation realm to be a young master.
Roxy looked greatly afraid, and the blood seemed to have drained from her face. Her body started to move on its own; she wanted to run away as far as possible.
Suddenly, her figure stopped; someone was behind her.
Fearfully, she turned her head and was left dazed by what she saw.
Mary was watching her with a reassuring smile on her face; she didn't look worried at all, and from what Roxy could tell, the beautiful woman looked at the bullies from the Whitetooth family with a hint of amusement in her eyes, as if she was watching monkeys hopping up and down.
