"Why wouldn't I be able to enter this place? I wrote this world's script."
Andrew smiled as he spoke. He didn't mind telling others about this, because even if they knew, they couldn't change anything. After all, this world had already come into existence. What could they do about it?
"You wrote this world's script?"
The Iron Great Tree was dumbfounded. "How is that possible? This is a real world! How could it be a Scripted World you wrote?"
"Why wouldn't it be possible? Iron Great Tree, don't use your shallow intelligence and knowledge to judge the truth of this world."
Andrew scoffed and said, "Of course, you don't need to know any of that. When I advance to a higher level in the future, I'll naturally take you along to see greater sights.
Now, Iron Great Tree, tell me: are you still loyal?"
The Iron Great Tree fell silent. A moment later, he shifted from his Great Tree Form into a humanoid form. At the same time, the surrounding Ring Fortress activated, and countless gun barrels aimed at Andrew.
"Boss, of course I'm loyal to you. However, I'd like to spar with you. Just a spar."
Although the Iron Great Tree spoke humbly, it was obvious that deep down, he still refused to accept defeat and wanted to try his luck again.
If he lost, there would naturally be nothing more to say. He would remain loyal to Andrew. But if he won, then, sorry—the King of Abilities could forget about leaving this Secret Realm.
"If you want to spar, let's spar. I've never minded you challenging me."
Andrew smiled. This outcome hadn't surprised him. The Compound V Big Trees were World Protagonists. Getting them to submit willingly and be one hundred percent loyal was harder than climbing to