The middle-aged man in blue didn't realize that the seemingly insignificant young man in front of him was so tough. He would never easily provoke him if he knew that.

Nowadays, it's more difficult for me to ride a tiger. I can see that all my people are knifed by my own inexplicable knife, but the other party is harmless. The middle-aged man in blue began to be afraid. Since he entered the Black Water Mercenary Corps, he had also experienced hundreds of battles, big and small. It was the first time that he was so helpless as now.

"Who are you, stinky boy? What kind of heresy was it...