In the dining room of the Felton family villa.
At this mont, there were about twenty people standing in the dining hall.
These people were all famous martial artists in Comtar, and any one of them was a black rank.
These people basically represented the peak of ancient martial arts in the entire Comtar.
Javier Lopez, the head of the Lopez family, raised his wine glass and smiled at Draco. "Draco, thank you so much for what happened in Crimson Peak a few days ago. If you hadn't intervened, my granddaughter, Fabiola, would have died in Connor's hands…"
"Yes, Draco, my son told about it after he ca back. It's really all thanks to you, Draco!"
Kian's grandfather, Tarun Sherman, also hurriedly said.
"This Connor guy is really ruthless. Marcel has beco a cripple because of him…"
Keaton Judkins gritted his teeth and said.
"Tell about it. My son will probably only be an ordinary person in this lifeti…"
Gideon Warner, the head of the Warner family, sighed expressionlessly.
"Everyone, there's no need to be too sad. I've already discussed this matter with Mr. Zadra. He has agreed to have the alchemists of the Heavenly Sect refine a few Essence Cultivating Pills for your juniors. When the ti cos, as long as they eat the Essence Cultivating Pills, their bodies will recover. Who knows, their strength might even improve a little…"
Draco said with a smile.
"Draco, is what you said true?"
Tarun was a little excited as he hurriedly asked Draco.
"Yes, Draco. If this is true, then I will repay your kindness even if I have to work like a cow or a horse for the rest of my life!"
Gideon shouted.
"How could I joke about this kind of thing with you? Although the Essence Cultivating Pill is precious, it's not a big deal to Mr. Zadra Moreover, I helped him find the Soul Returning Fruit this ti. He owes a big favor. So, him refining a few Essence Cultivating Pills is nothing..."
Draco said with a smile while drinking.
"That's really great…"
Everyone looked at Draco and shed tears of gratitude. They were so excited that they did not know how to express their emotions.
The other martial artists looked very envious. After all, the Essence Cultivating Pill was a divine dicine. It was sothing that many martial artists dread of!
"By the way, Draco, if Jorge Yarrell finds out that you killed Connor McDonald, I'm afraid he won't let it go!"
Javier suddenly reminded him.
"How could Jorge Yarrell know that I killed his disciple? Only everyone here knows about this matter. If anyone dares to tell anyone about this, you know what will happen…"
Draco said lightly.
"Draco, what are you saying? How could we betray you?"
"Yeah, how would we have the guts?"
"In the future, we need you to take care of us!"
Everyone hurriedly expressed their loyalty.
Draco looked at everyone and smiled, then said expressionlessly, "I was just joking with everyone. In fact, even if you spread this new, it doesn't matter. I killed Connor to help Beau Collier get the Soul Returning Fruit. If Jorge Yarrell really wants to take revenge on , then Beau Collier won't sit idly by…"
"That's right. Draco is now backed by the Collier family. Even Jorge Yarrell wouldn't dare to do anything to Draco!"
Gideon said with a smile.
"Yeah, it's just Jorge Yarrell."
Draco sneered disdainfully.
"If my master were in front of you right now, would you have the guts to say all that?"
However, at this mont, a very discordant voice sounded in the dining hall.
The people who were chatting and laughing all quieted down when they heard this. Then, they turned to look at the entrance.
A young man in black slowly walked in, followed by a mixed-blood beauty.
However, the mixed-blood beauty seed a little nervous when she saw so many important people gathered together.
Draco suddenly raised his head to look at the young man, and then shouted with an incredulous expression, "Connor McDonald? How are you still alive?"
"What? This person is Connor McDonald?"
"How is that possible? I heard that Connor was thrown off a ten-thousand-ter cliff."
"What is going on?"
Everyone began to discuss in low voices.
"What? You didn't expect to co back alive, did you?"
Connor looked at Draco and asked calmly.
"Impossible, you are definitely not Connor…"
Draco shouted because he clearly rembered that he had broken all the ridians in Connor's body. At that ti, Connor was already a cripple. Later, he was thrown off the ten-thousand-ter cliff by the others.
Under such circumstances, even an ancient martial arts grandmaster would have no chance of survival.
However, at this mont, Connor had actually appeared in front of him alive and kicking. Draco felt as if he had seen a ghost.
"Actually, I want to thank you. If it weren't for you, how could I have my current strength?"
Connor was not in the mood to talk nonsense with Draco. He released the aura in his body.
In an instant, Connor's black hair fluttered in the wind, and the color of his skin also underwent so subtle changes, giving people the feeling that he was a God who had descended upon the mortal world.
Even Leah found it unbelievable when she saw Connor like that.
Draco stared at Connor with his eyes wide open. He could feel that Connor, who was standing in front of him, seed to be many tis stronger than before.
Even if Draco racked his brains, he still could not understand what was going on!
"Draco, this kid is the one who crippled my grandson?"
At this mont, Keaton suddenly asked Draco.
"It's him. But I clearly broke all his ridians, so how could he still be alive?"
Draco did not understand what was going on.
"Maybe it's because this kid is lucky. Since he personally crippled my grandson, it just gives a good chance to take revenge. Draco, you just ca out of the Crimson Peak, so let deal with him."
Keaton shouted expressionlessly.
"Keaton, there seems to be sothing off with this kid. Be careful!"
Draco could not help but remind him softly.
"He's nothing more than a young boy. Today, I must kill him personally to avenge my grandson!"
Keaton shouted and stood up.
After Keaton stood up, Connor realized that Keaton was almost two ters tall and had a very burly figure.
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