Hailed from Bria, the Red Spiders were highly skilled assassins equipped with thetest weapons.


    One weapon, in particr, could supposedly kill a person three kilometers away.


    ine asked suddenly, “There should be quite a few martial artists on that mountain. Are you confident


    in dealing with them too?”


    The man in ck scoffed. “Are you doubting our skills, Mr. Lowe?”


    ine replied, “I’m just making sure.


    fired,


    “Our bullets are not ordinary bullets, you know. When a shot is these bullets can reach a target three


    kilometers away in just two seconds! So what if they’re martial artists? They won’t even have time


    to react!


    “But here’s the catch. Our distance makes it tough to get a clear shot, and it’s nighttime. We’ll have to


    wait until daytime!”


    Relieved at his words, ine said, “That’s fine with me. I’ve wal long anyway. What’s a few more


    hours?”


    N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    If he could not get what he wanted, he would destroy it.


    ‘You brought this upon yourself, Melody,’ ine thought.


    Meanwhile, Nash and Melodyy awake in their tent at Octagon


    Mountain.


    They hoped to have some time together, but there were too many


    people.


    Being rather drunk, Melody was teasing Nash, her hands roaming all over his body.


    Nash grabbed her wrist and said, “You’d better stop what you’re doing,


    Melody.”


    Melody ignored him and got on top of him instead, causing Nash to get sexually aroused.


    It was not the first time Melody flirted with him like this. In fact, they had made out a couple of times in


    her office in broad daylight.


    Thanks to the alcohol kicking in, both of them gave in to the


    temptation and started making out in the tent.


    However, just as things were about to get good, Nash suddenly said with a frown, “Someone’sing.”


    Melody snapped back to her senses and immediately rolled over her side of the sleeping bag.


    Covering herself with a nket, she asked, “Do you smell somethin


    She became unconscious before she even managed to finish her


    sentence.


    A pungent smell permeated the air. It was some sort of sleeping gas.


    Nash pulled on his pants and walked out of the tent with a grim


    expression.


    Luke was standing outside the tent with four to five men. The men


    were all in the Great-Grandmaster Realm.


    A twisted grin stretched across Luke’s face as he thought about what he nned to do with Melody.


    “M-Mr. Jackson, I think I saw somebody moving…” one of the men said anxiously.


    Luke said, keeping his voice low, “That’s impossible! I bought this


    sleeping gas from Medicine Valley! The owner told me even martial


    artists can’t-


    All of a sudden, Luke stopped talking and stared straight ahead.


    A figure was standing right in front of him, and it was none other than Nash himself.


    Nash gave him a quick scan from head to toe and asked, “What are you doing here? What do you


    want?”


    Nash remembered seeing Luke before. He starred as one of the


    disciples.


    Luke felt himself sobering up. He asked incredulously, “Y-You’re


    martial artist?”


    To Luke, Nash had appeared out of nowhere. Only martial artists


    could do that.


    “I’m going to ask you one more time. What do you want?” Nash sai


    coldly.


    Luke tried to calm himself. He had brought four to five men, all of whom were great-grandmasters.


    Nash was outnumbered. He had no


    reason to be afraid.


    He said, “I’m sure you’ve heard of the Jackson family? Well, I’m one of them. Anyway, let’s get to


    business. I’m in love with your girlfriend.


    her? Name your price!” How much do I have to pay for you to leave


    Nash frowned slightly and asked, “So you’re here for my girlfriend?”


    Luke replied haughtily, “That’s right. Let me sleep with her for one


    night and I’ll pay you handsomely!”


    Nash scoffed. “Wow. Seriously?”


    Nash thought Luke was after Sienna. He never expected Luke to target Melody instead.


    Luke sneered, “You see these men standing behind me? They’re all great-grandmasters. I’d choose my


    words wisely if I were you!”


    The five men released their spiritual energy, creating an energy field


    around them.


    Nash raised his hand, and five des of sword forms appear in the air. With a wave of his hand, the


    sword forms stabbed towa men. The sword forms were aimed at their energy centers.


    The men copsed to the ground howling in pain.


    For a martial artist, their energy center was considered even mo important than their life. Nash had just


    destroyed these men’s centers.