No. 1 Supreme Warrior

Chapter 3877

The three of them walked into an inn that was buzzing with conversation as everyone chatted with great interest.

The inn was about the size of half an arena. There were about 80 to 90 tables there, and 90% of the tables were full.

Lourain's eye was sharp, and he immediately spotted a table in a corner. He quickly told Jack and Marth before he rushed over to take a seat. After the three of them sat down,

Marth took out some spiritual tea he managed to obtain a few years ago and started to make some tea.

Even though his distaste for Lourain remained, the three of them were on the same boat at this point. If he continued to argue with Lourain without stopping like before, it would only serve to annoy Jack.

When Jack was challenging the Killing Hall, the two of them agreed to a momentary truce.

Marth poured the tea into a cup and respectfully handed it to Jack.

Jack tasted the tea, and a sweet fragrance entered his body. After he drank it, the faint spiritual energy within the tea was absorbed into his body. He suddenly felt much more comfortable. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

He nodded at Marth, showing his appreciation of the tea. Marth smiled brightly as if he had picked up money from the floor.

Lourain could not help but roll his eyes. Marth really loved to dwell on the minor things as if he was a servant. He would never be able to accomplish anything big at this rate.

Of course, he did not voice this thought; he merely kept it to himself unlike before. After all, they were in a truce, and he would have to endure what he did not like.

Marth did not care how Lourain viewed him at all. He merely wanted Jack's approval.

Lourain coughed and rubbed his nose, saying in a low voice, "You left in a hurry just now and didn't see Lionel's expression, but I did. Lionel was looking at you so hatefully. It looked as if you had killed his whole family..."

"He's very petty, yet he wants to be your strategist. What a joke! If I had your skills, I wouldn't ever want a strategist like that. If you did anything he didn't like, he might end up holding a grudge and go against you at any moment. Wouldn't that just be harming yourself?"

Just thinking of how Lionel looked at Jack with such hatred, it seemed like Lionel wanted to rip Jack apart. Even though Lionel's skills meant that he could not face Jack head-on, it was a joke for him to even think about revenge.

It was Jack's choice whether or not he wanted him as a follower, but Lionel did not seem to think so. He was just a petty person, shameless and despicable in his actions, prioritizing only his gain.

It was as if anything they did was perfectly unreasonable.

Lionel would definitely not face Jack publicly, but he would no doubt lurk in the shadows, waiting to strike. Even though Lourain could not figure out what he could do, it would surely be nothing short of heinous.

After thinking about that, Lourain started to get worried.

Jack raised an eyebrow before he sipped some more tea. "There are plenty of petty people like that. However, if he dares to pull any moves in the dark, he'll suffer."

It was not like Jack never met anyone like that before. However, no matter how happy these people went on with their schemes, things would always end up dreadfully for them.