The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 4204

Deshawn looked down on James, or more specifically, Wyot. He agreed to meet Wyot because he was curious about what the legendary Thousand Paths Holy Body looked like and was eager to fight him.

James looked down on him as well. James’s strength was formidable, and his Flame Art’s Three Fire Transformation was terrifying. Even a middle-stage Permanence Acmean was annihilated by him. So, he had no plans of partnering with Deshawn.

“I don’t need allies,” James said confidently as well, “I hope you’ll be able to find decent partners. Otherwise, you won’t stand a chance against me in the gathering.”

“Huh, interesting!” Deshawn laughed and said, “Looks like you are really different from what the rumors say. You hide your true abilities well. I’m looking forward to fighting you, so don’t let me down!”

“Don’t worry, I won’t disappoint you.”

Hearing this, Yemima rolled her eyes, apparently disgruntled. She had repeatedly reminded James to be conciliatory. Now, both of them were rivals already.

She sighed deeply.

Yemima knew Wyot’s temperament. He looked meek because his cultivation base was low, and he could not be domineering yet. She knew that Wyot was ambitious, and he had been cultivating for some time now. Now that he had reached the Quasi Acme Rank, the time had come for him to be aggressive.

“Yemima, you should return first.”

James looked at her.

Yemima froze momentarily before looking at the woman in black sitting in the corner. Just a moment ago, she had sensed that something was amiss.

“What? Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for her. This is unlike you. I thought you weren’t interested in women.”

Deshawn then turned to leave.

As James watched his retreating figure, he stood up and walked toward the woman in black before sitting opposite her. Immediately, the woman stood up and tried to leave. James hurriedly grabbed her and tried uncovering her veil with his other hand. However, the woman was agile. The moment James grabbed her hand, she easily retracted her arm. At the same time, her body flashed, and she appeared a few meters away from James. Her face darkened as she said coldly, “Show some respect.”

James grinned and pointed to a chair, saying, “Just trying to make your acquaintance. By the way, my name’s Wyot Dalibor. I’m the Minor Patriarch and future Patriarch of the Dooms.”

The woman in black knew about Wyot, of course. She then sat down without uttering a single word.

James looked at her and smiled, asking, “Could you remove your veil?”