The two Wellers enforcers exchanged uncertain glances, hesitation flickering in their eyes.
"Even if she isn't a full-fledged martial king, she's definitely close—an elite martial artist at an unfathomable level. But something about this doesn't add up. Why would someone that powerful be hiding away in a rundown monastery in the Southern Highlands?
"Not to mention, she was practically living in poverty. Someone of her caliber could easily dominate all of Jayrodale, if not the entire southern martial world. She should be one of the top three powerhouses, at the very least."
Harvey sucked in a sharp breath. The next second, his jealousy exploded.
He yelled, "Are you telling me that a martial king-level master just fell into Andrew's lap for free? Absolutely not! I don't care if I have to throw everything the Wellers have into it—I need to bring Shiloh into our ranks!"
One of the enforcers shook his head and sighed. "Mr. Weller, if you don't want to die young, you'd best drop t
