Chapter 382: Dexter Blair’s Phone Call_1
Translator: 549690339
Such an imposing display, it couldn’t help but send chills down one’s spine!
Kylan Taylor’s mocking smile grew thicker at the corners of his mouth. With his hands clasped behind his back, he said indifferently, “I don’t want to hurt you, I just want to exchange you for Ethan Smith.”
“I believe the Pavilion Master will make the right choice.”
The Pavilion Master’s face still wore a faint smile, revealing no hint of fear.
“Do you think I will agree?” The Pavilion Master asked softly.
Kylan Taylor sneered, “If you don’t agree, you won’t leave the Taylor family’s Estate today!”
As soon as his words fell, all the gunmen loaded their weapons!
The few Grandmasters were also ready for action, waiting only for Kylan Taylor’s order to make their move!
The Pavilion Master sighed lightly, raised her delicate hand, and gently waved it.
For an instant, all the gunmen surrounding the Pavilion Master fell to the ground!
Even the Grandmasters behind Kylan Taylor were starting to feel dizzy.
“Wh–what’s going on?” Kylan Taylor’s face changed.
The Pavilion Master smiled faintly, “Don’t worry, I just put them to sleep.”
As she spoke, the Grandmasters could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.
Kylan Taylor’s face changed, and he coldly asked, “What method did you use?”
The Pavilion Master replied indifferently, “Medicine can save lives and kill people.”
“Medicine?” Kylan Taylor reacted.
He hurriedly covered his nose, fearing being caught by the spell.
“Mr. Taylor need not worry, if I wanted to strike you, you would be down by now,” the Pavilion Master said softly.
Kylan Taylor’s face grew colder, and the aura on his body started rolling and surging.
“Mr. Taylor, do you want to take action against me?” the Pavilion Master asked, raising an eyebrow.
Kylan Taylor said coldly, “I’ve heard long ago that the Lord of Medicine God Pavilion’s strength was extraordinary. Today, I, Kylan Taylor, would like to see it for myself.”
His aura quickly soared, and the Peak Form of Grandmaster’s power was fully revealed!
The next second, Kylan Taylor’s figure suddenly disappeared!
His ferocious fist flashed before the Pavilion Master!
“Smack!”
The Pavilion Master raised her delicate hand and gently caught Kylan Taylor’s fist.
“Hm?” Kylan Taylor couldn’t help but frown.
The feeling of this punch was very strange, like hitting a ball of cotton.
This gentle force left Kylan Taylor with nowhere to exert his strength.
“You are not my match,” the Pavilion Master said indifferently.
“Of course, if you are determined to attack me, I don’t mind teaching you a lesson on behalf of Mike Taylor,” the Pavilion Master’s voice became colder.
And at the same time, the soft power of her body disappeared, replaced by an indescribable fierceness!
The perfect balance of firmness and gentleness took Kylan Taylor by surprise, as he realized the gap between them.
He retracted his aura and said coldly, “Indeed, the Lord of Medicine God Pavilion’s fame is well-deserved. But I warn you, no one can stand against the Taylor family.”
“Oh? Really?” the Pavilion Master raised her eyebrow.
“What, you really think the Taylor family is the number one family in the world?”
Kylan Taylor snorted coldly, “There are only a few who can stand against the Taylor family throughout the world, but that doesn’t include your Medicine God Pavilion.”
The Pavilion Master also smirked.
“Mr. Taylor, you can try to wage war against the Medicine God Pavilion,” the Pavilion Master said coldly.
Kylan Taylor snorted, “Perhaps there will be such a day.”
“I’ll be waiting,” the Pavilion Master said coldly.

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