Previously, Rod had kept his head down and Anthony hadn't noticed him, but at this moment he suddenly recognized who was behind Ning Feng.
Among the more than 1,000 participants, there were a few special individuals whom Anthony made a point of remembering.
They may possess special abilities, have certain backgrounds, or simply be exceptionally capable.
And Rhodes is that kind of person.
They have a good reputation among the wild Awakened and are among the top contestants.
Bloodlineage, fourth-tier berserker.
Why would such a strong individual, who always went his own way, obediently cower behind Ning Feng and play the role of a guard?
Does he have connections?
Lowering his voice, Anthony stared intently into Ning Feng's eyes, trying to find any timidity or unease within them.
But all that could be seen was a deep, all-consuming darkness.
There wasn't even a reflection of anyone else.
No……
Anthony sensed that beyond the darkness, there was a mockery of his reckless actions.
The mockery was undisguised and blatant.
Kakaka.
The sword made a crisp sound as it was gripped in his hand. Anthony felt his anger being fueled. He deflected Rhodes's knuckle duster with the blade and stared intently at Ning Feng, saying:
"Don't think that just because you have him protecting you, I won't dare to lay a hand on you!"
Ning Feng shook his head in confusion, not understanding why the other party would harbor such hostility towards him.
I don't even know you.
"Sigh... This is really inexplicable."
When he raised his head again, crimson shone from his eyes, like a burning flame that instantly spread across the land!
A blood-red flame was brewing in his eyes, and Ning Feng's gaze was so sharp it was almost frightening.
A chilling crimson hue stared into Anthony's eyes, which showed signs of fluctuation.
The slender fingertips rose up, suddenly magnified in Anthony's eyes.
Card.
hiss hiss hiss...
The dazzling light on the sword made a loud noise when it touched the fingertips.
It started to darken at the point of contact, then turned gray, and finally turned black...
!
!
“Making a lot of noise in the palace is very disrespectful to the king, and it is also very impolite for a nobleman.”
Ning Feng gently brushed aside the sword's edge with his fingers, and his fingertips remained unharmed.
He turned his head and smiled at Sophie, who was standing behind Anthony with a complicated expression:
"It's a pleasure to meet you here, but unfortunately I don't have time to catch up with you right now."
"If you need, I can teach him some basic etiquette later, some basic manners that will help him not embarrass himself in public."
Card.
With his jaw clenched tightly, just as Anthony was about to shoot without regard for anything else, he felt a familiar, cold sensation emerge from behind him.
!
!
"The king is still waiting for you in his study; please do not keep him waiting."
The maid who was leading Ning Feng suddenly spoke, causing Anthony's expression to change. He instinctively moved away from her as if fleeing.
From other people's perspective, it means that Anthony finally made way for them.
"Of course, please lead the way."
Ning Feng nodded to the maid and followed behind her knowingly.
As they passed Anthony and his group, Ning Feng, with a smile, turned his head and softly repeated to Sophie:
Please don't block my way.
"Thanks."
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