"Mr. Darion, what do you mean, Abel can do anything to others, but we can't kill him?"
At this moment, Jethro, who had broken his arm, stood up and asked a little indignantly.
Jethro's words instantly caused everyone to look at him with shock in their eyes.
"Who is this young man? Dare to question Mr. Darion's words!"
"At this time, the Truean family's boy, it seems that the Truean family is going to end."
"It's really a newborn calf that's not afraid of Jaguars!"
Everyone was talking quietly.
On the other hand, Carl was so frightened that cold sweat instantly flowed out.
"You ba5tard, quickly sit down for me!" Carl slapped Jethro on the face, and then hurriedly said to Mr. Darion, "Mr. Darion, I'm so sorry, the dog is ignorant, and I hope you don't get angry."
"Patriarch Truean, it's okay, let your son finish the sentence, I think your son is already a a Votu at a young age, and his talent is good!"
Mr. Darion was not angry, but said with a smile on his face.
Carl was about to say something, but Jethro said first: "Mr. Darion, Abel broke my arm, and I have to avenge this revenge. You protect him so much now, how can we convince us in the martial arts world?"
"Beast!" When Carl heard Jethro's words, his whole body trembled with anger, and he slapped Jethro with a palm.
"Stop!" Mr. Darion's face turned slightly cold, and then with a slight wave of his palm, Carl's body directly leaned back and sat back in his seat.
this Carl is a rank seven Martial Sect. With such strength, it is no problem to walk in the air, but he is like driving flies away by Mr. Darion. He waved his hand and let Carl sit directly. went back.
Abel watched this scene, and his heart was extremely shocked. It seemed that the road of cultivation was never-ending. If you want to have the right to speak and be respected, you must have your own strength.
At this time, Abel had never been so eager for strength.
"Do it casually in front of me, when I don't exist?"
Mr. Darion's words made Carl sweat instantly, and the atmosphere in the entire hall instantly became extremely tense.
"Mr. Darion, I don't dare, I don't dare…" Carl wiped his cold sweat and said.
"Young man, don't be afraid, if there is anything you are not satisfied with, continue to say…"
Mr. Darion looked at Jethro and said with a smile.
"I…I have no other dissatisfaction!"
Jethro shook his head. Just now, he was too hot for a while. He stood up and questioned Mr. Darion. Now that Jethro has calmed down, he was already scared to death.
"Since there is nothing else, then I will explain to you that I will never cover up anyone. What I hope is that the martial arts world can follow the rules, healthy competition and development, rather than fighting and killing each other for a little resource."
"If you have a conflict, then follow the rules of the martial arts world. What is the purpose of the martial arts alliance?" Mr. Darion said, turning his head to look at Zhu Crupta: "Leader Zhu, you said that the purpose of your martial arts alliance is to establish it. what?"
Zhu Crupta hurriedly got up and said, "Mr. Darion, the purpose of our Martial Arts Alliance is to maintain the order of Martial Arts and punish evil and cultivating demons."
"Okay, can your Martial Arts Alliance handle what this young man just proposed?"
Mr. Darion asked.
"Yes, I will definitely handle it properly. If there is a conflict between the 2 sides, we can follow the rules of the martial arts world and fight each other. Life and death are fate, and we must never seek personal revenge outside the arena!"
Zhu Crupta hurriedly nodded.
"Well, all things are done according to the rules, and there are not so many contradictions. Don't think that who knows what you are thinking. Sometimes, I just don't care about you."
Mr. Darion's eyes swept across the people present, these big figures of the sect family all bowed their heads, and no 1 dared to speak.
To be continued....
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