บท 941: Chapter 938: Three Moves of a Grandmaster!_1

Upon hearing these words, everyone's expression changed.

"Edward Blair, are you sure that such a statement is coming from the mouth of a Grandmaster?" Black Tortoise's face darkened slightly, his expression extremely serious.

Ricky Davis snorted coldly, his eyes icy: "Edward Blair, you truly are an ungrateful wretch. The Saint Master treated you so well, yet you desire to kill his son. When you die one day, how will you have the face to meet the Saint Master down below?"

Jess Anderson gave a playful smile: "Haha, Captain Davis, I don't understand your martial arts world's rules."

"But from a businessman's perspective, Master Blair has already given you plenty of face."

Edward Blair kept sneering: "The Saint Master did grant me some minor favors, but should that mean I have to spare my nemesis because of them?"

"Who under the heavens doesn't know of my grudge with Esme Garcia?"

"He stole my wife, murdered my son, and with me, it has always been a fight to the death!"