After contemplating, Larson flashed back. In a second, he appeared beside Zoe and the others who had gathered together.
All of his henchmen stopped what they were doing and followed him.
"Hey, Zoe. You have met so many acquaintances. It is good to see you alive.
Hi, Violet, Caroline. It is surely nice to meet you both here.
You are Martin Xiao, right? It is nice to meet you. So nice to meet you,"
Larson said with great enthusiasm on his face.
But no one answered him. Even Zoe also ignored him.
After what had happened, Zoe had a clear understanding of Larson Ge's true character.
His heart quietly sank with fury when he did not get any response.
"Well, Martin, there might have been some misunderstandings between us. But they are not to be taken seriously. We can move on and let it go.
From now on, we are friends."
He was planning to get familiar with Austin as a part of his plan to rob Austin's treasures. After all, he believed in keeping his enemies closer.
He knew he was no match against Austin, not in combat effectiveness. This was the only way for his diabolical plan to succeed.
"Fuck off!"
Austin snapped at him coldly without missing a beat.
He had witnessed through his spiritual sense how Larson ignored Zoe's call for help. In fact, she was almost killed if it had not been for Austin.
Besides, Austin had a strong spiritual sense and a great sensibility. He had a hunch that the man was just pretending to be good to him but had something evil in his mind.
Austin would by no means be kind to him.
"You!"
Larson didn't expect Austin to be so rude to him directly. He was furious like hell.
"Shut up! Who the hell are you?
You are just a low-level follower. How dare you speak to my master in such a tone!
You behavior is totally a provocation!"
one of Larson's followers gasped furiously while pointing at Austin.
Austin's sharp eyes swept to the follower of Larson. At the same time, he concentrated his mind effortlessly, and the Spiritual Pot instantly attacked the Soul Sea of that follower.
"Ahhh!"
the follower moaned in great pain. His body was thrown into the air. He hit the ground heavily in a long-range distance and passed out in an instant.
He was only at the preliminary stage of Major-perfection Realm. In addition, his spiritual sense was very much weaker than that of Austin's. He could never stand a chance against Austin's Spiritual Pot. If he was lucky, he could walk normally in three weeks' time.
"What the hell! Martin, you have gone too far!
How dare you hurt my follower like this?"
Larson's body was shaking out of rage.
Austin hurt his followers in front of him. It was clear that Austin did not care about his feelings.
"Get out of my face!
Otherwise, I will kill you too!"
Austin said coldly.
"Martin, do not be so arrogant just because you have grown to be a little stronger.
You have never been a member of the Middle Pilgrim Land. If you had lived there, you would know it is wise to maintain good relations with everyone. You need friends and helpers. Humph! Sit down, or you might die if you have too many enemies,"
Larson said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.
He was trying to threaten Austin with his words.
Coming from a powerful sect in the Middle Pilgrim Land, he knew it was a privilege Austin never had.
"This is the last time I warn you. Get out of here right now, or you will die!"
Austin rebuked in a cold voice. He hated this cocky guy.
Austin's attitude made Larson on the verge of going ballistic. The vital energy force within his body surged up aggressively. His clothes were bulging like swollen balloons, and his face was pitch black with somber. He fixed his gaze on Austin firmly.
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