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“Mr. President, it seems there isn't any ultimate warrior by your side now,” Jaime scoffed.
The president's lips tightened into a thin line. Undoubtedly, Jaime had pointed out the truth.
All of a sudden, an ear-splitting bellow of anger sounded. “Who has the audacity to say that! What a humiliation to
mighty Eurasia!”
When Jaime turned hastily to look in the direction, two figures came into view.
They turned out to be Ares and his son, Julian. To be precise, this Ares was impersonated by Connor Black. The
exact one was rescued by Zeke from the Carter sect and was still recuperating at the Devonville Restricted Zone.
Jaime glared at Connor with blazing eyes.
By right, he had joined forces with the Carter family in their ploy for their reappearance.
Nonetheless, when the Carter family was implementing their reappearance plan, he vanished mysteriously.
Now that he suddenly reappears and seems to be buttering the president up with his so-called faithfulness to
Eurasia, is he thinking of betraying the Carter sect?
The president uttered grimly, “The Four Hidden Sects have reappeared without my consent and surrounded the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpresident's residence. With that, all of them should be charged with their rebellious act and exterminated! Ares, I
command you to annihilate the rebels at once!”
Connor nodded respectfully. “Noted, Mr. President.”
The next second, he advanced toward Jaime with Julian. There was horrifying murderous intent in their eyes.
Both of them were King Class warriors, but Jaime was still undefeatable by them previously, even when they joined
forces.
Nevertheless, he had sustained severe injuries at the moment. Not to mention, there was partial destruction on his
life force moments ago. Thus, it was too early to jump to a conclusion about who would be the final winner.
Jaime put on a bitter smile and mocked, “Ares, you surely have a sharp mind! Hmph! It seems you're putting on a
good show and standing to benefit from it. I won't let you off easily! I'm going to make you pay back for your
betrayal!”
He looked in the direction of the president's residence and shrieked, “Mr. President, take my words. Do you think
Ares standing right outside your residence now is the real one? Are you assured that he's the same faithful warrior
who is ready to risk his life for the sake of Eurasia? Ha! It seems your eyes are blinded!”
Both Connor and Julian were like cats on hot bricks.
No way! We can't let him spill the beans and tell on us!
They exchanged glances and sped up to charge at Jaime.
Undeniably, Jaime could not help but feel threatened when both of them teamed up to strike against him. He
stopped talking, focusing on fighting against them in full force.
Even so, his combat prowess weakened drastically due to his severe injury and the destruction of his life force. He
fought frantically for barely three minutes before Connor gave him a deadly strike.
Before Jaime breathed his last breath, he could not resist squeezing a self-deprecating smile. It never crossed his
mind that Connor would have set the Four Hidden Sects up.
What a humiliation!
Fearing that Jaime was playing dead, Connor stabbed him a few times again.
Later, he instructed Julian, “Julian, go and check on the remaining rebels of the Four Hidden Sects. Make sure all of
them have their sins atoned with their lives!”
Julian nodded respectfully.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDeep down, Connor vowed to exterminate the Four Hidden Sects as he was aware that some of them knew he was
impersonating Ares.
All of them must be finished off! Dead men tell no tales!
He found the Tigon Badges from all the four heads of the Four Hidden Sects. Those Tigon Badges belonged to the
Thirty-Four Templars, Three Inspectors, and Six Superintendents.
Walking blissfully toward the main entrance of the president's residence, he yelled, “Mr. President, allow me to
make another request.”
The president replied, “Say it out loud!”
Connor grabbed the chance right away. “At the moment, the military troops from the Four Hidden Sects were still
surrounding Atheville, threatening the safety of the president's residence. Thus, we should not let down our guards.
I plan to make use of the Tigon Badges to gather all the martial artists from all over Eurasia to strike against our
foes. Mr. President, I sincerely hope that you can grant my wish on that.”
The president did not utter any words. He was aware of Connor's ambitious mind to dominate the martial arts world
of Eurasia like the Four Hidden Sects. If he granted Connor consent to do so, it implied that he agreed to hand over
the military power of Eurasia to him. After all, he had smelt a rat long ago.
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