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An elderly man dressed in a traditional robe promptly presented a check for ten million. Nash did not even glance at it.

His gaze was firmly fixed on Dallas as he said indifferently, "I made myself clear earlier. Tatiana is my girlfriend. Helping her is only natural for me, so please take this money back."

The elderly man was the Cricton family's butler. Seeing Nash's refusal and perceiving it as disrespectful, he coldly said, "Young man, it's wise to recognize the situation. Do you think you're worthy of the Cricton family's eldest daughter?" With these words, he released the aura of someone at the mid-stage of the Mystique Loyalty Realm. Nash merely glanced at the butler before unleashing his aura in return, which was at the peak of the Mystique Loyalty Realm. Arrogant people should be subdued with force.

The butler coughed up a mouthful of blood. He staggered back several steps, then stared at Nash in shock. He exclaimed, "You... at the peak of Mystique Loyalty Realm?"

What? The peak of the Mystique Loyalty Realm?

The Cricton family members widened their eyes in disbelief.

How old was he? He was only 20-something but was at the peak of Mystique Loyalty Realm! Who would believe this if they heard it?

"May I ask, young man, from which sect do you hail?" Dallas slowly narrowed his eyes, intrigued.

The fact that this young man had emerged unscathed from Malignant Mountain and remained unfazed in the face of both Dallas' and Edmund's imposing auras were clear indications that he was no ordinary individual. "My name is Nash Calcraft. My master is Johnathan Calcraft!" Nash replied, neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Senior Calcraft?" Dallas was shocked. This young man was a disciple of the venerable sage?

"He says that and you just believe him?" Rosarch snorted coldly. Then, with a stern look, he questioned Nash, "How are you going to prove that you're his disciple?"

Nash smiled and replied, "The elder Cricton asked me from which sect I hail, and I merely answered truthfully. Whether you believe it or not is up to you. Why should I need to prove anything?"

"How dare you..."

"So bold..." Dallas and Edmund both glared at Nash in anger. Disrespect toward them was one thing, but showing disrespect to Rosarch was tantamount to him making an enemy of the entire family. Tatiana quickly stepped in front of Nash, her voice trembling as if she were about to cry. "Grandpa, Dad, he's my savior. You can't harm him!"

Dallas' mouth twitched.

Harm? This guy was at the peak of the Mystique Loyalty Realm! Even if they brought over 30 Espers with them, they probably would not be able to hold him!

Rosarch's calculating eyes flickered

slightly before he spoke up

indifferently, "I do indeed admire

your character, young man, but since Johnathan Calcraft has already ascended, you, his disciple,

are left without support. How

can

you provide Tatiana with security?"

"I'm my own reliance," Nash replied, again neither servile nor overbearing.

"Reckless and impulsive! You think you're above everyone else. Do you really believe that reaching the Mystique Loyalty Realm makes you invincible?" Dallas' anger was rising.

He had seen arrogant people before, but never someone as arrogant as this. Peak of the Mystique Loyalty Realm? Even the Cricton family had two such individuals.

His Divine Strategy Squadron had 12, eight of whom possessed powerful abilities! It would be easy to suppress Nash with the power of the Divine Strategy Squadron.

If he truly was Johnathan's disciple, Dallas would only feel disappointed.

Nash was about to say more when he suddenly sensed a fluctuation of spiritual energy from his storage ring. It was coming from the crystal talisman that was given to him by the chief disciple of the Limitless Sword Sect, Nathaniel.

"Nash, I'm sorry. I couldn't stop the Third Elder. He has descended the mountain to seek vengeance against you. Try to find a place to hide!" his voice echoed in Nash's mind.

Nash's brows furrowed slightly. The Third Elder of the Limitless Sword Sect was someone with mid-stage Profound Oriental cultivation. If he was descending the mountain now, it would be about time that he found him. "Tatiana, wait for me. I'll look for you at your family's place!" With these words, Nash transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky.

Sword flight!

Rosarch took a deep breath,

realizing then that this young man might truly be Johnathan's disciple Only someone like Johnathan could cultivate such an outstanding disciple. It was a pity, though, that despite living for 800 years, Johnathan had not built a large power base. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Tatiana stared at the sky where Nash had disappeared to blankly, his last words echoing in her mind