"Aron Jackson, why are you making an enemy of my Three Blade Group?"
Seeing that Julius Reed didn't bother with him, Bridger Davenport simply chose not to answer.
As one of the core members ranked in the top five of the Three Blade Group, he naturally felt indignant being ignored by a nobody.
"My brother is asking you a question, can't you hear?"
But Aron Jackson didn't give him the pleasure of acknowledgment, instead, he asked sternly with a calm yet fierce look on his face.
Outside, Julius Reed and Aron Jackson addressed each other as brothers, that way Julius Reed's identity as the Young Master of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance remained concealed, and if an enemy came seeking revenge, Aron Jackson could step in front to shield him.
In plainer terms, he was the one to take the hits.
Hearing Aron Jackson's words, even if Bridger Davenport could keep his cool, rage inevitably kindled in his heart.
