Everyone looked in the direction of the old man who spoke. The old man had a ruddy and youthful face. He looked very energetic.
Tyson frowned as a chill flashed in the corner of his eyes. He said, “Holt Woods, this is Northwest Mystic City. It’s my territory, not your Heavenly Court! I don’t need your permission to make a decision!”
The old man in a suit laughed and said, “Tyson, do you think you can stop Heavenly Court if we really want to interfere? Even if the Imperial Preceptor were here today, he wouldn’t dare to question my actions, let alone you!”
Bang!
Tyson smacked the table and suddenly exploded with a strong aura no less than a half step to the other shore, which swept over the other party. He said coldly, “Presumptuous! How dare you belittle the Imperial Preceptor in our country? You have crossed the line!”
Boom!
This angry shout frightened everyone so much that they glanced at each other!
It was like the sound of thunder. However, Holt Woods was not to be outdone. He just snorted coldly, and a terrifying aura also surged from his body, fighting against Tyson. For a while, two turbulent forces in the hall confronted each other like ocean waves.
Holt shouted angrily, “Hmph, Tyson, do you want to fight me? Aren’t you afraid that Mystic City will be destroyed tonight?”
Tyson snorted coldly and said, “As long as you dare to cross the line, even if Mystic City is destroyed, I’ll kill you right here!”
With that said, the atmosphere in the hall became more intriguing!
Holt scowled and shouted, “You!”
“B*stard!” Tyson smacked the table, stood up, and glared at Holt.
Everyone in the hall trembled. These were two unpredictable powerhouses. If they really fought, the whole Mystic City could be destroyed.
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