When Walton Greer heard this, he snapped back coldly, "Don't even think about it!"
"Then you'll never match Mason Raymond...hehehe..." The raspy voice carried a mocking edge.
Rage flared in Walton Greer!
He shot to his feet, voice icy as he said, "Bullshit! I'll take down Mason Raymond with my own hands eventually!"
"Take down Mason Raymond yourself? Once he reaches half-step Martial Marquis, you'll stand even less of a chance..."
Walton's hands balled into fists, veins popping on his forehead.
He didn't want to accept it, but it was the harsh reality.
If Mason Raymond broke into the half-step Martial Marquis Realm, Walton Greer would have zero hope left.
His resolve started to crack.
...
Elder Adrianne raced back to the Great Saint Sect.
Hidden deep in the sect grounds sat a private courtyard villa.
The villa's design was stunning, blending sleek modern architecture with an ancient Golden Hall.
