The white man clearly didn’t expect someone to dare to attack his mount. Caught off guard, he flew forward due to inertia. He tumbled and somersaulted several times before finallying to a stop, looking quite disheveled.


    Witnessing this scene, a cold shiver ran through the crowd, and many people stared at Harleen with eyes full of astonishment.


    “Who are they to dare to meddle in Master Gill’s affairs?”


    “Who is Master Gill? Is he formidable?”


    “You don’t even know him? He’s someone with quite a background, the young master of the Pr Trading Guild!”


    “…”


    Many people around began to discuss.


    “Do you have a death wish?” Not long after, a man named Gill climbed up from the ground and shouted at Harleen in anger. However, Harleenpletely ignored him and steadily walked over to the young girl, helping her to her feet.


    “Are you okay?”


    “Than-Thank you…” The young girl stood up and bowed to Harleen in gratitude. After a brief pause, she continued with a trembling voice, “Miss, you… you should leave quickly. He… he is the young master of the Pr Trading Guild. You killed his mount, he definitely won’t let it slide.”


    “Don’t worry.” Harleen smiled.


    “But…” the young girl continued.


    “Okay,” Harleen interrupted her, “you should leave this ce first!”


    “I was talking to you, didn’t you hear me?” At this moment, Gill approached Harleen, “Do you know who I am?” As he spoke, his eyes scanned Harleen’s face, and a hint of amazement shed through his pupils.


    “No matter who you are, you have no right to take lives!” Ivy and Night Orchid walked over to Harleen at the same time.


    “Are you all together?” Gill looked at Ivy and Night Orchid, his eyes showing surprise once again.


    Although there were many beauties in the Central Domain, he had never seen women as stunning as Harleen and herpanions.


    “Harleen, let’s go!” Ivy didn’t bother to respond to him and said to Harleen.


    “Okay!” Harleen nodded and turned to walk towards the snow carriage.


    “Do I give you permission to leave?” Seeing that the three of thempletely ignored him, Gill frowned, and his aura began to spread.


    The man’s cultivation was passable, at thete Sovereign stage. However, Harleen and herpanions still paid him no attention and got on the snow carriage without hesitation.


    “You killed my mount and now you want to run away like this? You have quite the audacity!” Gill pulled out arge knife and walked to the middle of the street, pointing the knife in the direction of the snow carriage.


    “Here’s your chance, get off the carriage, or face the consequences!”


    “You really are an idiot!” Stout nced at him speechlessly. After a moment’s pause, he turned to Billy and asked, “Boss, how do we handle this? Should we just cut him down?”


    “Go straight ahead!” Billy replied casually.


    “Alright!” Stout responded and hurriedly drove the carriage forward.


    “You really want to die!” Gill roared angrily, flipping his wrist and sending a de aura shooting towards the carriage.


    Bang!


    Midway through the attack, Stout raised his whip and struck it with a chilling aura. After a loud bang, Gill was forced back by thirty or so steps, leaving a row of sunken footprints beneath his feet. Stout’s strength had already reached theter stage of the Ninth-rank Sovereign, making him an unmatched opponent.


    After stabilizing his figure with great difficulty, Gill spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath in disarray. But what shocked him was that before he could fully react, the carriage was already rushing towards him.


    “You fools, daring to harm Master Gill, you’re truly seeking death!” Just then, the voice of an elder sounded. As the words fell, an old man appeared from the front, with the cultivation of a Third-rank Saint. Immediately after, the old man raised his hand and sent out two violent waves of energy towards the carriage.


    “The one seeking death is you!” Just as the old man’s voice rang out, Elder Grand Ravenwood spoke up. As the words fell, he leaped straight out of the carriage, soaring through the air and sweeping his hand, unleashing a palm strike.


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    The two attacks collided with a deafening sound, and then the old man was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. Flying out for kilometers, he created arge crater upon hitting the ground, remaining motionless for quite some time, blood gushing from his mouth. Elder Grand Ravenwood was a Fifth-rank Saint, making it easy for him to deal with an opponent at the third rank realm.


    Boom!


    At the same time, the carriage also sent Gill flying, just like the old man. After spewing out a mouthful of blood, he copsed on the ground.


    “Master Gill!” Just then, another man’s voice came over.


    Soon after, a middle-aged man led a group of people running quickly from the other end of the street.


    “Master Gill, are you alright?” Some of the men behind the man ran up to Gill and helped him up.


    “Lord Gordon!” At the same time, another group of people walked towards the old man.


    “You fools, who the hell are you? Daring toy hands on the people of my Pr Trading Guild, do you want to die?”


    The middle-aged man red at Grand, angrily speaking. The man had decent skills, two ranks higher than the previous old man, with the strength of a Fifth-rank Saint.


    “You have one minute. Take your young master and get out of my sight, or else, death!” Billy got off the carriage, followed by Casey and the others.


    “You really don’t know your limits. You have no idea who you’ve offended!” the middle-aged man’s tone turned heavy. “I’ll give you a warning. If you want to live, everyone better kneel down and apologize to Master Gill! If he forgives you, that’s your lucky break. Otherwise, none of you will leave here alive!”


    “Is that so?” Just then, Sol Stuart’s voice came over, “The Pr Trading Guild sure has quite the attitude!”


    Immediately after, he led two other elders, flying over in mid-air.


    “Hmm?” Seeing Sol Stuart, the middle-aged man’s pupils slightly contracted.


    Before long, once Sol Stuart and his twopanionsnded, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and walked over.


    “Greetings, Elder Stuart, I’m Ahern from the Pr Trading Guild!”  After walking up to Sol Stuart, the middle-aged man bowed respectfully, his tone showing great respect.


    “Who is this old man? Even the person in charge of the guild stationed in Skydragon City treats him with such respect?”


    “You just arrived in here, so it’s understandable that you don’t recognize him!”


    “Is he really important? What kind of person is he?”


    “He is the manager of the Skydragon City Lord’s Manor, equivalent to the overall manager of the entire Skydragon City. Do you think he has any status?”


    “…”


    The people around began discussing upon seeing Sol Stuart.


    “The Pr Trading Guild is bing more and more presumptuous!” Sol Stuart nced at the man.


    “Elder Stuart, please see it clearly!” The man named Ahern responded, then pointed his finger at Billy and the others.


    “These bunch of ruffians who suddenly appeared from who knows where, they injured our Young Master, I…”


    “Is that so?” Sol Stuart interrupted his words, “Then how do you suggest we handle this?”