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Chapter 684

"Do you really have no idea who you're facing?" Floyd asked angrily, unleashing his aura as a marquis of martial arts toward Chase.

Chase sensed it lightly. Floyd was merely a third-stage marquis.

Ignoring the aura pressing toward him, Chase’s eyes turned cold as he repeated, "I do. You said your name is Floyd. Do you have any other business? If not, then leave. I need to cultivate."

Hearing Chase's words, Floyd was momentarily infuriated but could not find a rebuttal. He was fuming with anger. However, Floyd did not lose his reason. Seeing that Chase was unaffected by his aura meant only one thing—Chase’s cultivation was likely higher than his own.

Floyd suddenly felt a surge of regret. Had he not devoted so much time to pill refining, his cultivation would not be as it was now.

Knowing that staying longer would only embarrass him, Floyd left with a dark expression.

"I warned you, and you didn't listen. Don't blame me for what happens next. You won't live to participate in the P
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