"Why do I keep seeing you everywhere, man? It's so freaking annoying,"
Ricky muttered snidely as he glared at Chandler. He didn't even spare a glance in Xavier's direction.
As for the young man in white that had caught Jedidiah's attention, Ricky could tell with his several
spaces that this man wasn't as simple as he looked. He also had the same feeling regarding the black-
clad young man next to Chandler. These people were undoubtedly much stronger than they appeared
to be.
The young man in black was also emitting an aura eerily identical to Chandler's, which indicated that
he also came from the Nether Phoenix tribe.
"Since you don't know your strength and insist on going above your station, I'm going to teach you a
lesson you'll never forget, Ricky!"
Chandler declared with an ugly sneer. "Honestly, your talent is nothing to sneeze at, and you are truly
qualified to become a supreme master in the future.
Unfortunately, your arrogance has led to your downfall, and you have offended the Phoenix tribe and
our noble son, Lanny."
"And I already told you I don't care about your so-called noble son. I'll beat him to a pulp and kill him
with my bare hands the first chance I get,"
Ricky lightly replied, as if he was merely talking about the weather.
Inwardly, however, he was seething with anger and killing intent.
Lanny was a hindrance in Ricky's cultivation, after all, and he had to get rid of him eventually.
The audacity of Ricky's words astonished Chandler, the warriors he had brought, and even Jedidiah.
This was the first time that someone had dared to threaten Lanny's life. No warrior among the younger
generation had ever presumed to say these things.
Who was Lanny? He was the only noble son of the Phoenix tribe in this era and would undoubtedly
take over the tribe someday. He had enough talent to become one of the Misty South's rulers someday,
and perhaps even the four continents.
When the warriors behind Chandler recovered from their shock, they sniggered mockingly.
In their opinion, Ricky might be a genius, but he was nothing compared to Lanny.
"Well, good luck with that wish. But that would be pretty difficult to do if you were dead," Chandler
remarked with a smile.
He didn't think Ricky could make it out of here alive. And besides, it was an impossible dream.
No one could kill Lanny in this era.
"Jedidiah, I let this arrogant brat go last time, for your sake. You're not going to stop me this time, are
you?" Chandler turned to Jedidiah with a raised eyebrow.
"You know what? I don't care. Do what you want. That's why I invited this gentleman for, after all. He'll
deal with you if you are to stop me from killing Ricky,"
he added as he gestured to the white-clad young man beside him.
Seeing this, Ricky and the others turned to the young man in question.
"Is that...?" murmured Peter uncertainly.
"Hey, Monk, long time no see!" the white-clad young man greeted Jedidiah with a smile.
"Miller, what a surprise! I didn't expect that someone like you, who has always been arrogant, will
become a mere lapdog one day!"
replied Jedidiah in a dark tone.
"That's Miller?!" Ricky and the others exclaimed in astonishment.
They knew that name! It was as famous as Jedidiah's name, if not more so, as it was the name of the
central region's greatest talent.
The young man in white was Miller Lu, the young master of the Lu Clan. He had divine blood running in
his veins.
The Lu Clan was one of the strongest forces in the central region.
And Miller Lu was undoubtedly one of the two geniuses in their territory that could compete with the
geniuses of the inner region's ancient clans and top forces.
The other one was, of course, Jedidiah.
In fact, the two geniuses were almost equal in strength. Miller only received a higher rank because he
performed better than Jedidiah in record.
"Ricky, this is bad! We didn't expect Miller to be on Chandler's side," Jasper said through telepathy.
"We don't have the power to fight against a two-star middle spiritual emperor right now."
"I wonder how this guy drew Miller over to his side. From what I heard of Miller, he shouldn't be the kind
of person who meddles in other people's affairs, nor someone whose interests can be swayed by
material riches," Mike muttered, looking perplexed.
"It doesn't matter what kind of person he is, he is our enemy now," Mordechai replied decidedly.
…
"Me? As someone else's lapdog? You've got to be kidding me. I would never do such a thing, except,
perhaps, for a dear friend," Miller answered snidely.
"I only came here because I owed Lanny a favor, and he asked me to come and stop you. You should
know that I don't like to owe anyone anything."
"I see..." Jedidiah nodded thoughtfully.
He knew Miller Lu very well. If he owed others a favor, he would surely pay it back.
"Ricky, I'm afraid I can't help you deal with Chandler now, as I am sure that Miller won't allow me to do
it. And with Miller as my opponent, I won't have time for anything else," Jedidiah warned Ricky
telepathically. Although he didn't want to admit it now, the situation had rendered him useless.
"My only advice for you is to run. After all, you are not a match for Chandler right now. I can stall for
time while you try to run away."
"Thank you, Monk," replied Ricky.
"But Chandler has already defeated me once, and I have my pride too. I don't want to lose a second
time.
This time, I'm choosing to fight. I will kill Chandler with my own hands."
"No! This isn't the time to be impulsive. Fine, let's take Chandler aside for now. Can you even defeat
the young man in black behind him—Matthias Feng?"
Jacob looked alarmed by Ricky's words, and he immediately tried to change his mind.
He thought of Ricky as a dear friend, so he didn't want anything bad to happen to him if he could help
it.
"The legendary white-haired Ricky, right?" Miller asked Ricky telepathically.
"Yes, I am," Ricky replied.
"Look, I'll be honest. I'm not here because I want to fight you, but I made a Martial Arts Oath to Lanny.
So, no hard feelings, okay? I'm just returning a favor," explained Miller Lu at once.
"I understand. You don't have to worry. I won't take this against you because I don't want to have too
many enemies either," Ricky reassured the other man.
"You sound confident that you'll make it out of here alive," Miller Lu remarked upon hearing Ricky's
words. "All right, I'll hold back and let Monk buy more time for you to escape."
"Ha-ha, thank you so much, Miller," Ricky answered happily, glad that the other man seemed
agreeable.
"You're lucky that Miller doesn't like the Phoenix tribe, either. Otherwise, he wouldn't try to buy more
time for you," the Dragon Intent Grass remarked.
"Even as a devil, I've heard about the Phoenix tribe's arrogance and cruelty, so I'm not surprised that
he dislikes them," the Evil Mandragora chimed in thoughtfully.
"But, Miller, I didn't say that I wanted to escape," Ricky said once his laughter died down, and his tone
grew somber as a grave.
When Miller Lu heard Ricky's words, he was stunned.
He couldn't believe that Ricky intended to fight against them, seeing as he didn't have the strength to
do so. After all, Chandler had almost killed him last time, and he would have died if not for Jedidiah.
That was why Chandler asked him to deal with Jedidiah.
The next moment, Ricky walked up to Chandler fearlessly and declared, "Now, it's time for you to pay
for Lanny's sins!"
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