The man staggered backward. Soon, he reached a tree. He leaned against the tree and glared at James in alarm.

James looked at him and uttered word by word, “I’ll give you a chance to speak. Who are you?”

The man took a deep breath and forcibly calmed himself down. Then, looking at James, who was wearing a composed look on his face, he said, “You wouldn’t dare kill me, James.”

“What makes you think so?”

James’ expression darkened. Just because he did not intervene in others’ affairs, it did not mean that he was afraid.

Sensing his killing intent, the man’s blood ran cold. “My name’s Damian Lamar. I’m a disciple of the Void Sect,” the man introduced himself.

“The Void Sect?”

James froze.

He had heard Callan mention the Void Sect before. It was a sect that had appeared out of nowhere just a few days ago. Although it was a newly-established sect, it went around challenging various ancient martial artists and defeating them. Back then, he did not pay it any heed. He did not