Chapter 561

Jason knew that they could never rival someone like that person even if they were willing. Moreover, he had felt no hint of killing intent from that person. At this moment, that figure approached him from far away while going against the breeze and eventually floated in front of him. "Good sir, who might you be? What do you want?" Jason asked the incoming person calmly. "I've heard that there's an oddity in the martial arts community. After meeting you today, you are just as I expected. I am Sandor Maxwell, from Babylon." The man gave Jason a slight bow. "Babylon?" Jason's expression changed slightly. After having lived for 5,000 years, Jason had learned most of the secrets the world had to offer, except the secrets behind the organization, Babylon. He had never managed to uncover the veil of secrecy that shrouded this mysterious organization. With a snap, he caused a vortex of snow to collect in his palm. After that, he simply shaped the snow into a table before pulling two woode