The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea novel Chapter 950

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Chapter 950 

He went from Martial Lord, skipped past Martial King, and broke through to Martial Emperor? 

What kind of freak was he? 

It was unheard of! 

It was unbelievable! 

“Andrius truly is a genius.” Registus sighed in admiration and asked, “Master, what do we do next? Are you going to wait until he absorbs inner energy to his peak before telling him the truth? I’m afraid… It’ll be hard for him to accept.” 

Registus‘ worries were not without reason. 

This twenty–year–long plan was not as simple as it seemed. What Andrius encountered was just the tip of the iceberg. 

“The truth?” Old Hagstorm’s expression instantly turned serious, and he said slowly, “The truth will remain buried with the sands of time. Only the dead can completely keep this secret.” 

Registus was taken aback and began to think about many things. 

Andrius walked into the Lycantroops‘ headquarters in Kiyoto. 

Whoosh- 

A dark figure suddenly appeared behind him. He was swift as a cheetah and raised his hand to throw a punch to the back of Andrius‘ head. 

Andrius smiled and raised his hand slightly, catching the fist. 

Bam- 

The immense force sent the shadow flying, landing on the ground after retreating eight steps to stabilize himself. 

“Having fun, Noir?” 

Andrius turned around and looked at the figure. It was none other than Noir. 

“Hehe…” Noir scratched his head and said innocently, “You’re still the strongest, Andy.” 

Whoosh – 

Swoosh- 

Swish- 

At that moment, Andrius sensed multiple powerful auras coming from three directions— left, right, and behind him. 

They were all martial realm experts. 

“Rah!” 

“Hyah!” 

“Hup!” 

The battle cries echoed, and one figure even leaped into the air as they surrounded Andrius, leaving him no room to evade. 

Boom! 

When these people came within a few meters of Andrius, he calmly turned around and thrust both palms forward. The energy in his palms surged like a mighty river. 

The next moment, all the figures were blasted away and landed heavily on the ground. 

“Hiss…” 

“The Wolf King is still the Wolf King.” 

“We were beaten before we could even get close. How embarrassing…” 

“What’s embarrassing about losing to the Wolf King?” 

“Hahaha, you’re right…” 

The group’s comments ranged from amazement to self–deprecation to teasing as they slowly stood up. 

They were the Black Hawk, Fenrir, Elmer, Fenrir, and the other Lycantroops elites. Now, they had cultivated their inner energy and become true martial realm experts. 

“Not bad.” Andrius looked at them with approval. “It only took you such a short time to step into the martial realm. I underestimated you by giving you a half–month deadline.” 

The group said, “Thank you for your guidance, Wolf King. We shall serve you with unwavering loyalty!”