Chapter 715

Chapter 715

“You want to target Nash’s people? Then you’ll need to provide me with their hair and blood,” Peter declared confidently, stroking his

beard.

Duncan smirked. “That’s not a problem. I’ll have it done right away.” He immediately took out his phone and dialed a number.

The Swordsman scoffed. “Is all this trouble necessary? Once I kill

Nash, his people will be at our mercy anyway.”

Boris chuckled. “Well, we might as well kill time while we’re at it.”

The Swordsman took a sip of his wine, then popped a piece of beef into his mouth. He chewed on it thoughtfully. “Boris, I cut off one of

Dylan’s hands.

“Based on the bureau’s protective measures, their Great Elder and Second Elder should have come to Jonford. Why haven’t they made a

move yet?”

Boris shrugged. “Maybe they’re afraid of you.”

After giving his subordinates instructions on what to do, Duncan spoke up, “Nash was taken away by the National Martial Bureau a few days ago but was later rescued by someone from the Northern

Territory.

“I’m guessing the bureau won’t interfere in this matter. Maybe they’re even hoping we’ll take care of Nash for them!”

The Swordsman grinned. “Excellent!”

Boris laughed heartily. “Nash is just some kid. Let’s drink!”

The four of them raised their wine glasses and toasted. They

continued drinking until the break of dawn until the first light of day appeared in the eastern sky.

Downstairs, a few gunshots rang out. Peter smirked. “That damned beggar is here again!”

The Swordsman immediately grabbed the large blade beside him, preparing for a showdown with the unkempt beggar. Peter spoke up,” My brother, calm down. The gravity array can only limit him, it can’t control him. It’ll be tough for us to keep him if he wants to leave.”

The Swordsman sat back in his chair, his expression contorting with displeasure. “How insufferable. If we don’t find a way to deal with him, he might think we’re easy to bully!”

Peter shook his head with a wry smile. “Speed is crucial when it comes to martial arts. His speed has surpassed the limit of martia artists. It’s challenging to deal with him!”

The Swordsman and Boris remained silent. Duncan rubbed his chin as he pondered. “What if you both increase your speed? Would that be enough to deal with the scoundrel?”

Boris chuckled. “That guy practices a speed technique that’s at least at the earth-tier level. In the entire Black Wind Mountains, only the Black Wind Double Kill possesses earth-tier techniques.”

Duncan turned to Peter. “What I mean to ask is whether you have any auxiliary Path techniques that can be used to enhance speed, Master

Peter?”

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Peter’s eyes lit up. “There is a kind of talisman, the Jetstar Talisman, which can increase a martial artist’s speed by five times!”

Duncan smirked, picked up the wine glass on the table, and took a sip. The Swordsman and Boris both revealed thought-provoking

smiles.

The unkempt old man returned to Royal Bay and arrived at the residence of Bladesman Divus. There were two bodyguards outside, and inside, a maid was cleaning the place. Divus was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

The two bodyguards were about to stop the old man when he disappeared. When they turned around, the unkempt old man was already sitting at the dining table. Just as the two were about to go over, Divus waved his hand to signal them to step back.

The unkempt old man reached his dark hand out and grabbed a buttered bun. Taking a bite, he mumbled, “How troublesome…”

Divus looked at the unkempt old man and asked, “Are you referring to The Swordsman and Boris?”

The unkempt old man sneered. “I’m not paying much attention to those two. It’s that Golden Robe Heavenly Master who’s the troublesome one!” He then recounted his encounter at the Duerson

family’s estate.

There was still one bun left on the plate. Divus reached out to pick it up, but the unkempt old man preemptively grabbed it with a look of frustration. “You enjoy a life of comfort here every day while I sleep

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on the streets outside. It’s unfair!”

Divus elegantly set down his cutlery and instead took a sip of milk.

Smiling faintly, he said, “If you don’t mind, you can move in and live

with me.”