Chapter 220: Second-Rank Against Fourth-Rank?

At Asher Jauncy's words, Elijah Lawne arched a brow. The sneer at the corner of his mouth deepened. He stepped forward, looking down at Asher as if from a height. "You want to spar? Asher Jauncy, you worthless trash. Crushing you would be as easy as pinching an ant. I was going to give you a little dignity for Kaden Hoez's sake. I didn't even plan to lay a hand on you. But since you came here begging to die today, I'll grant your wish!" The instant the last word fell, a violent surge of Grandmaster...