How Do You Want to Handle This?

Quill's footsteps shifted, and a hint of nervousness appeared on his face.

It did not matter that Ronan was dead, but if something happened to Jason, that would truly be a pity.

Leo stopped him once again and said calmly, "Jason is fine. Let him take some time to recover. After all, this experience was far too shocking for him."

As he spoke, Leo withdrew his hand, and the Golden Light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Turning to look at Difan, who had remained stiff and motionless nearby, he slowly walked over and said coldly, "Next, shouldn't we settle the account between us for betraying me?"

Difan swallowed, but his expression remained unchanged.

"I can find more Infinity Stones for you, and I can also help you deal with Thanos. You need me."

"No, I don't need you. I already knew where the Infinity Stones were. As for Thanos, do you think I'm afraid of him?"

As he spoke, intense Golden light flashed in Leo's eyes. He stared at Difan before him, and powerful pressure surged from his body along with the Golden Light.

This oppressive feeling came from the advancement of Leo's life level and the pressure it exerted.

It was like Ronan before ordinary people, or a tiger before an antelope, making it impossible for anyone to summon the will to resist.

Thus, the guards standing behind Difan loosened their grips on their weapons slightly. Their eyes were filled with even more fear as they looked at Leo.

If Leo really attacked, they would probably flee at the first opportunity.

Yet at the same time, although Difan's physical fitness had been enhanced to its peak and was worlds apart from Leo's strength, the two were not far apart in terms of life level.

Difan himself was a strange