Chapter 569
Simon could no longer remain calm.
Grandmaster versus Pseudo-Grandmaster.
Despite the prefix, the difference in strength was massive. It was like heaven and earth apart.
Simon’s expression turned bitter as he looked at Alan with reverence.
Two days! It took Alan two days to ascend to Grandmaster!
Could the battle have given him insight into how to ascend?
Simon panicked.
Alan stepped forward, releasing an aura as powerful as the sun. He was like the lord that commanded Dream’s Waterfront.
“Green-eyed dog, leave now and I will spare your life. If you insist on dying…”
Alan raised his hand. His hand was similar to any hand of an elderly man, yet it pressured Simon terribly. It felt like the hand of fate could strangle him alive!
“Retreat!”
Simon chose not to fight a real Grandmaster. He admitted defeat and squeezed the retreat order from his clenched teeth.
He then turned around and left the premises.
No one expected the sudden turn of events. Simon came for blo

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