Modona's playful smile froze on his face.
Soon, a ferocious look appeared on his face.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the masters from Area A around him, all with mocking smiles on their faces.
Those bastards in District A look down on me!
And the reason is Withers' attitude!
Immediately, Modo completely tore off the mask.
"Kneel down?"
Modo laughed grimly: "Who kneels down for whom?"
Withers also laughed.
But his smile is much gentler than Modo's.
"Modo, do you think you have the qualifications to make me kneel down?"
Modo's expression became even more distorted.
But he did not directly answer Withers' question, but looked at the three masters from Area A around him.
"I don't want to waste time talking to him."
Here, one of the masters from Area A sneered.
"Your words are not good enough, are you?"
Modo's face was as gloomy as if his entire family had died.
But this time, before he could reply, the person who mocked him also stood on the wall.
"Mr. Withers."
The man nodded politely to Withers: "I've heard a lot about you."
As he spoke, the other two masters from Area A also stepped forward and stood beside him.
"Your Excellency is very handsome!"
Withers raised an eyebrow and looked at the man.
"This is indeed my first time here in District E, but Mr. Weathers should have heard of my name."
The man even clasped his hands together.
"People over there like to call me..."
"[Fire God Mok]."
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