A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 4810

Land of Finale, Doveston.

A young man, clad in a cloak of dark gold, sauntered down the street with an air of nonchalance.

Every scholar who saw this young man revealed a trace of astonishment and subsequently kept their distance.

Behind the young man, eight cultivators similarly garbed in black robes followed closely. These eight individuals stood tall and straight, each akin to a drawn sharp sword.

His presence was so sharp and intimidating that it made people afraid to look directly at him.

The individuals behind were eight Immortal Realm experts.

With such a spectacle, who would dare to provoke him?

“Every time, the young master from Four Hell Palace sure knows how to make a grand entrance. It's truly enviable.”

“Eight followers from the Immortal Realm. It's a concept one wouldn't dare to dream of in a lifetime.”

“This year, the scene is truly bustling. Representatives from the Fire Incineration Sect, Twilight Imperial City, and Four Hell Palace had all arrived ahead of schedule.”

Numerous cultivators kept their distance, engaging in hushed conversations.

The young man took a couple of steps before signaling to a cultivator standing by the roadside.

This high-ranking cultivator, who was at the Top Level Ultimate Realm Level Nine, scampered over just like an eager little puppy.

“Mr. Montes, any instructions?” the cultivator inquired.

“I heard there's a guy named Jared in Doveston. It seems like he's quite cocky, even more so than me?” Stefan Montes asked.

“Hardly. He's just a minor cultivator of the Ultimate Realm Level Three. He can't possibly compare to you, Mr. Montes. You're truly an accomplished youth, blessed with extraordinary talent, a truly outstanding person...”

That cultivator was flattering Stefan.

Pfft!

With a single wave of his hand, Stefan reduced the Top Level Ultimate Realm Level Nine cultivator into a cloud of blood mist.

“I only wanted the truth. Why would you try to butter me up?”

Stefan spoke in a nonchalant manner.

Upon witnessing the scene, the surrounding cultivators showed expressions of fear and shock. This fellow was unpredictable in his moods, and there was a real chance they could lose their lives.

“Come over here...”

Both of them were donned in fiery red cloaks.

“Wallace, Winifred, do you siblings always have to stick your noses into everything?”

Upon seeing the newcomers, Stefan gave a cold, mocking smile.

“You're one of the administrators of Four Hell Palace, aren't you? If your reckless killing here causes panic, are you willing to take the blame? Furthermore, we, the major sects and cultivator families, as long as we hold authority within Doveston, should prevent you.”

Wallace spoke with a serious expression on his face.

“Don't play innocent in front of me, as if you've never killed anyone. That guy named Jared... Didn't he also publicly kill someone at Doveston? Why aren't you dealing with him? Get out of my way! Don't bother me. I still have to find Jared. He's been acting all high and mighty, even managing to outdo me. I won't stand for it.”

Stefan was not afraid of Wallace. He casually gestured with his hand.

A cold glint flashed in Wallace's eyes. “Mr. Montes, you may act arrogant in front of others, but it seems you don't have the right to be so in front of our Fire Incineration Sect, do you?”

When his words were spoken, an explosive surge of energy erupted from the people of the Fire Incineration Sect behind him.

Stefan was not the least bit scared. “Wallace, don't think I'm clueless. Your father was injured and has been in seclusion. He hasn't come out yet. Without your father, you two siblings are worth nothing. Now, get out of my sight.”

Stefan waved his hand impatiently.