Sahar was the founder of the Simmons family.
He was the one who set up the Simmons family in the first place.
After so many years of development, it had reached this point today.
Nek was the second Saint of the Simmons family, so one could imagine his status in the family.
Now, Sahar watched helplessly as the second strongest member of the Simmons family died in front of him.
There were no words to describe the anger in his heart.
He desperately wanted to crush David's bone to ashes.
The reason why he had not done anything was that he was adjusting himself.
His injuries had not healed, and he had to adjust his body to its best condition to display his prime combat effectiveness when facing the enemy.
âWhat's your name?â Sahar asked.
âDavid Lidell,â David replied indifferently.
âDavid Lidell?â Sahar thought for a moment.
He was sure he had not heard the name before.
So, David should be the newly emerged True Saint during his seclusion and recuperation period.
Sahar had not heard of David because he had been in seclusion, but it did not mean that other people had not heard of it.
When the Simmons family members on the ground and the surrounding spectators heard the name, they immediately started to riot.
âDavid? Thatâs Master David! No wonder he is so young.â âItâs Master David.
Thatâs the extremely strong powerhouse that could defeat the Palmore familyâs Grandmaster Tai.
Heâs so extraordinary now that I am seeing him with my own eyes.â âNonsense! Of course, a True Saint is extraordinary.
Today, I finally had the honor of meeting Master David.
What a blessing!â The noisy discussion of the crowd on the ground did not affect the two people who were confronting each other in the sky.
âLooks like you're famous!â Sahar said.
âI guess so.â David shrugged.
âHave you felt the sadness and the violent storm just now? Even heaven and earth are mourning the death of a Saint.
This is all of your doing.
Donât you think youâve gone overboard?â âHave I? From your point of view, itâs indeed a bit too much, but from mine, itâs not too much at all.
If youâve never suffered, donât persuade others to be kind.
Just mind your own business.â âStar Kingdom hasnât lost a Saint in a long time.
Do you know that you have violated the rules set by the Saints Association? The people from the Saints Association will find you soon.â âSo what if they do? Are you saying I can only be killed but I canât kill others? What is this rule?â David sneered.
âDavid, donât you think what you said is ridiculous? How can Nek, a beginner Pre-Saint, kill you? Even if it he launched a sneak attack, it is impossible,â Sahar said sarcastically.
âDonât jump to conclusions if you havenât experienced it firsthand.
Let me repeat myself.
Donât persuade others to be kind if you haven't gone through what theyâve gone through.â âam I jumping to conclusions? Enlighten me then.â âThatâs enough.
I donât have that much time to waste.
If you are done, weâll start the fight.
If youâre not, Iâll wait for you.
Thereâs no need to talk about those useless things.â David directly exposed Sahar for wanting to delay time.
Sahar took a deep look at David upon hearing this.
He did not continue to speak.
The other party had seen through him, so there was no need to hide.
Then, he closed his eyes and began to adjust his state carefully.
David did not make a move.
He just stood there with his hands folded in front of his chest, waiting.
Since he said he would wait, he would not do anything sneaky.
Plus, he wanted to fight to his heartâs content.
He had already summoned his clone.
David Two was now holding the God of Thunder Hammer while hiding in the high- dimensional space.
He could come out to fight alongside David at anytime.
Two late True Saints and two Soulbound Weapons.
Now, David was very confident.
He would not be afraid of anyone except for a Sacred Saint.
He even felt he could fight a partial Sacred Saint.
If he could not, he could still escape while using his clone to buy time.
After a few minutes had passed, Sahar suddenly opened his eyes.