Chapter 295
"Well? Do you still want revenge for Mr. Seagal? If so, take one more step forward," Icarus said calmly, standing atop the stone monument and looking down at the Seagal Sect disciples.
After witnessing the deep imprint left by his palm strike, only a fool would dare to take another step forward.
That single strike snapped those hot-headed disciples back to their senses, and their faces turned pale.
"No one wants revenge?" Icarus asked with a faint smile. "Alright, I'm leaving then."
He turned around and glanced at the pavilion, only to find that Samuel and Ingrid had already vanished.
"Did they run off again?"
Icarus paused for a moment but didn't dwell on it. He had gained plenty today and was in a good mood.
The surroundings fell silent.
Icarus could feel countless eyes focused on him. It wasn't a place to linger.
With a quick leap, he vanished into the air.
"Mr. Frye…" Maverick snapped back to his senses, trying to call out to Icarus. However, at that moment, Icarus had al
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