"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. If there's a next time, I'll kill you outright."
Su Yang's tone was light, and he did not even release the slightest hint of aura. Yet Mandela could feel his very soul trembling.
Mandela had already realized that the enemy before him was an exceptionally powerful being, someone he absolutely could not provoke lightly. Once he angered him, he would undoubtedly be killed.
But Mandela was still furious. After all, they were merely a No Name community without even a name. If Salamandra befriended them, it would be an insult to themselves.
Mandela was just that arrogant and rude without realizing it.
"Brother, they were our allies in the past! We were the ones who unilaterally tore up the alliance agreement, yet you still have this attitude. It's far too discourteous."
Sandora stepped in front of Russell and hurriedly apologized to him and the others.
Mandela's face was filled with fury. He knew he could not defeat Su Yang, but his younger sister was different.
Though it was humiliating to admit, his sister's talent truly far surpassed his own.
For the sake of the entire community, for Salamandra to rise to glory once more, any means could be used.
And there was no need to have any dealings with No Name at all.
Compared to the pain, Mandela felt even more humiliated. They had actually dared to make him kneel.
A lowly community without even a name was not worthy of forming an alliance with them.
"Sandora, you're too naive. You're now a North Area Floor Master. You shouldn't be getting so close to No Name."
Mandela believed his sister was being too rigid. Though they were only one of the North Area's Floor Masters, they were still Floor Masters.