Chapter 1100

Chase acknowledged that none of these old experts were simple. Still, as long as they did not provoke him further, he did not mind.

If they did, well, he was not one to be trifled with either. After all, he had only used about half of his true strength earlier.

"Oh, by the way, sir, you can handle the spot we won. I'm going to check on Miss Summer and the others," Chase added.

Initially, he intended to secure a spot for his Basalt soldiers. Yet given the situation, even someone as skilled as Trek would not be able to hold his own. It would only put Trek in danger. Hence, Chase decided to let Skylar take care of it as a gesture of goodwill.

"Alright, take care," Skylar replied. He was about to leave but then paused.

He glanced upward and addressed the sky, "Alright, show's over. Scatter now, all of you, especially you two old farts who've been watching this whole time. Don't make me mad." With that, Skylar disappeared.

Chase felt a bit puzzled—two old farts? Were others still watc