Chapter 425: My Territory

"What a big mouth." Douglas Jauncy actually laughed in anger at the Red-Clad Envoy's words. Then his voice hardened. "Even if you're from the Red-Clad Pavilion, wiping out the nine of us won't be that easy." "Then try me," the Red-Clad Envoy sneered. Douglas fixed the Red-Clad Envoy with a grim stare and struck out with a palm. The people nearby felt the pressure of that blow and stumbled back in alarm. The Red-Clad Envoy, however, stood there as if nothing mattered. Just as Douglas's palm force...