Chapter 1696

“Mm.” Mitchell nodded slightly in acknowledgment. Then, he glanced coldly at Noir and the others, saying indifferently, “Florencians who have come from afar, the Martial Way Convention is a grand event in Petalonia. It’s unrelated to you. “Petalonia upholds the beautiful tradition of ancient Florence, and I can’t bear to shut you out, so I can accept your presence. However, as your identities are special, as one of the organizers, I have the right to raise the threshold.” Raise the threshold? Noir did not know that the person in front of him was the young warrior’s father and asked with a smile, “What do you mean?” “It’s simple.” Mitchell’s face was ice cold. “As long as you can withstand a punch from me head-on, I’ll allow you to participate in the convention.” Noir shrugged nonchalantly. “Sure.” He did not take Mitchell seriously. “Be careful, Florencian!” Mitchell’s tone was filled with coldness. As he recalled the miserable state of his son, he knew he had to teach Noir a