บท 107: Chapter107-The Hidden Powerhouse

Chandler was entangled in a skirmish with a group of people.

The young man furrowed his brow. Chandler? He had heard of a fortune teller named Chandler. 

Could it be the same person? 

After a closer observation, he shook his head. Definitely not. 

The Chandler of rumors was known for his extraordinary handsomeness, and this man looked nothing like that description. 

Probably just a namesake.

In no time, Chandler had effortlessly dealt with everyone.

The nobleman panicked. 

His subordinates had all fallen, and Chandler, approaching with a sinister smile, spelled nothing but trouble. 

The nobleman couldn't even begin to imagine what fate awaited him if he fell into Chandler's hands, perhaps even worse than facing the giant earlier. 

In desperation, he hid behind the young man.

The young man hardly cared about the nobleman's fate. 

Instead, it was Chandler who ignited a flicker of combativeness in him.