"Rose, this isn't very hospitable of you!" A male voice echoed through the corridor.
"I kindly came to discuss a cooperative venture, yet your people won't even let me in. Don't you think it's rude?" As the voice trailed off, a man in his forties stepped into the room. His face was scarred by several knife wounds, making his already fierce appearance even more ferocious. There was a strong bloodthirsty aura about him.
Following closely behind him was a tall, thin man dressed in a Daoist robe. With delicate fingers and skin even paler than that of a woman, his eyes occasionally revealed a hint of sinister gentleness. Two muscular men armed with machetes followed behind them, exuding a fierce aura.
"Scorpion, it's you!?" Rose's eyebrows furrowed upon seeing the leader, and she instinctively glanced at Billy. It seemed that when they mentioned the devil, he would appear.
"Tsk tsk, it's been a while, Rose, you've become even more beautiful!" Scorpion entered the banquet hall, ignoring Billy and his companions. His gaze swept over Rose.
"I came to see you last night, but you avoided me. That hurt my feelings."
"Scorpion, what are you doing here? This isn't a place where you can act recklessly. Get out!" Black Panther looked at his fallen comrades on the ground and thundered in anger.
Before he could finish his words, he rushed toward Scorpion.
Bang!
However, before he reached him, the Daoist-robed man extended his hand and easily swatted Black Panther away with a palm strike, sending him crashing into a chair before spewing a mouthful of blood.
"A True Master Battle General?!" Both Rose and the old man exclaimed, their eyes filled with shock.
"Who are you?" The old man's eyebrows furrowed, and he stepped forward to shield Rose. His face turned serious.
"Hehe, I forgot to introduce myself. Allow me to present Jade-Faced Scholar, a distinguished guest of Lord Buddha. He arrived in Enssea just last month, so you wouldn't know him." Scorpion said and chuckled. He then shifted his attention to Rose and changed the subject. "Rose dear, have you thought about what Lord Buddha told you? In my opinion, as a woman, you shouldn't be so stubborn. Why not serve him peacefully? He can ensure a life of luxury for you. Why not enjoy it? Moreover, don't judge Lord Buddha's abilities by his age. Despite that, he can satisfy all your desires in bed."
"Outrageous!" The old man roared, and his figure flickered as he stepped forward, raising his fist to strike at Scorpion.
"Your master hasn't spoken yet. When is it your turn to chime in?" The Daoist-robed man spoke coldly and, in turn, launched a punch to meet the old man's.
As a muffled sound resonated, the old man was sent flying backward, retreating seven or eight steps. Blood surged within him.
"Elder Power!" Rose exclaimed in shock.
"The outside world has been singing your praises, saying that you have a supreme expert by Rose's side, making me think it was something extraordinary. Turns out your strength is just this." The Daoist-robed man said, flexing his delicate fingers.
Elder Power spat out another mouthful of blood, his gaze narrowed. With a surge of energy, his aura instantly escalated, propelling his entire body's power towards his adversary.
"With just this level of strength, you court death. I shall grant your wish!" A chilly gleam flickered in the robe-clad man's eyes as he raised his hand to meet the challenge.
Their fists collided forcefully, producing a muffled sound. The old man was a level below his opponent, and soon his disadvantage became evident. The man in the Daoist robe deciphered his moves and sent him sprawling with a straight punch, blood once again gushing from the old man's mouth.
"Elder Power!" Quickly, Rose moved over to help him up. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm okay," the old man struggled to shake his head. His aura was in disarray.
"Haha, I'm sorry for being a bit too heavy-handed." The Daoist-robed man looked at Rose with a wicked smile.
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