Chapter 1168

"Stop looking at them. No one will pick on us now." After Fred and Perseus moved into Conan's room, Perseus relaxed on the bed. Fred, however, anxiously shook his head. It was, admittedly, better to have scared everyone off by making an example of Conan. Now, everyone was cautious around them—who would dare challenge them? Still feeling nervous, Fred smoked a cigarette. "Perseus, aren't you worried? Hyde may just be Harlan's lackey, but do you even know who Harlan is? He's an Earthen warrior, a true expert in the Ancient Martial Arts Realm! Do you understand what that means?" Perseus chuckled. "I know everything you're telling me. So what if it's true? Sure, he could kill me, but does he have the guts?" A sharp glint flashed across his calm gaze. There was no point in bullying them. If Perseus could stay in Ouranos and train for three to five years, reaching the Ancient Martial Arts Realm would be easy. He might even break into the Divine Level—or the Earthly Immortal Realm.