“You want to target Nash’s people? Then you’ll need to provide me with their hair and blood,” Peter


    dered confidently, stroking his beard.


    Duncan smirked. “That’s not a problem. I’ll have it done right away.” He immediately took out his phone


    and dialed a number.


    The Swordsman scoffed. “Is all this trouble necessary? Once I kill Nash, his people will be at our mercy


    anyway.”


    Boris chuckled. “Well, we might as well kill time while we’re at it.”


    The Swordsman took a sip of his wine, then popped a piece of beef into his mouth. He chewed on it


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    thoughtfully. “Boris, I cut off one of Dn’s hands.


    “Based on the bureau’s protective measures, their Great Elder and Second Elder should havee to


    Jonford. Why haven’t they made a move yet?”


    Boris shrugged. “Maybe they’re afraid of you.”


    After giving his subordinates instructions on what to do, Duncan spoke up, “Nash was taken away by


    the National Martial Bureau a few days ago but waster rescued by someone from the Northern


    Territory.


    “I’m guessing the bureau won’t interfere in this matter. Maybe they’re even hoping we’ll take care of


    Nash for them!”


    The Swordsman grinned. “Excellent!”


    Borisughed heartily. “Nash is just some kid. Let’s drink!”


    The four of them raised their wine sses and toasted. They continued drinking until the break of dawn


    until the first light of day appeared in the eastern sky.


    Downstairs, a few gunshots rang out. Peter smirked. “That damned beggar is here again!”


    The Swordsman immediately grabbed therge de beside him, preparing for a showdown with the


    unkempt beggar. Peter spoke up,” My brother, calm down. The gravity array can only limit him, it can’t


    control him. It’ll be tough for us to keep him if he wants to leave.”


    The Swordsman sat back in his chair, his expression contorting with displeasure. “How insufferable. If


    we don’t find a way to deal with him, he might think we’re easy to bully!”


    Peter shook his head with a wry smile. “Speed is crucial when ites to martial arts. His speed has


    surpassed the limit of martia artists. It’s challenging to deal with him!”


    The Swordsman and Boris remained silent. Duncan rubbed his chin as he pondered. “What if you both


    increase your speed? Would that be enough to deal with the scoundrel?”


    Boris chuckled. “That guy practices a speed technique that’s at least at the earth-tier level. In the entire


    ck Wind Mountains, only the ck Wind Double Kill possesses earth-tier techniques.”


    Duncan turned to Peter. “What I mean to ask is whether you have any auxiliary Path techniques that


    can be used to enhance speed, Master Peter?”


    Peter’s eyes lit up. “There is a kind of talisman, the Jetstar Talisman, which can increase a martial


    artist’s speed by five times!”


    Duncan smirked, picked up the wine ss on the table, and took a sip. The Swordsman and Boris both


    revealed thought-provoking smiles.


    The unkempt old man returned to Royal Bay and arrived at the residence of desman Divus. There


    were two bodyguards outside, and inside, a maid was cleaning the ce. Divus was sitting at the


    dining table eating breakfast.


    The two bodyguards were about to stop the old man when he disappeared. When they turned around,


    the unkempt old man was already sitting at the dining table. Just as the two were about to go over,


    Divus waved his hand to signal them to step back.


    The unkempt old man reached his dark hand out and grabbed a buttered bun. Taking a bite, he


    mumbled, “How troublesome…”


    Divus looked at the unkempt old man and asked, “Are you referring to The Swordsman and Boris?”


    The unkempt old man sneered. “I’m not paying much attention to those two. It’s that Golden Robe


    Heavenly Master who’s the troublesome one!” He then recounted his encounter at the Duerson family’s


    estate.


    There was still one bun left on the te. Divus reached out to pick it up, but the unkempt old man


    preemptively grabbed it with a look of frustration. “You enjoy a life offort here every day while I


    sleep on the streets outside. It’s unfair!”


    Divus elegantly set down his cutlery and instead took a sip of milk.


    Smiling faintly, he said, “If you don’t mind, you can move in and live with me.”