Nie Yun studied three of the rumored Seven Great Villains with interest.
Shadow hardly needed mentioning. He was wrapped up from head to toe and utterly mysterious. Someone like that was either too ugly to show his face or a crafty old schemer.
The leader of the Dragon Cavalry was actually a woman with a smoking-hot figure, which surprised Nie Yun a little. As the saying went, there were three kinds of people you never crossed: old people, children, and women.
Anyone who could become a boss of this caliber in a pirate den's tangled environment had to possess extraordinary means of survival. Either they were ruthless and resourceful, or they had a powerful "godfather" backing them.
Whichever it was, they were not someone to mess with.
As for Red Dragon, the last to arrive, he looked like a burly, rough-hewn brute. He wore a rather rugged suit of golden armor and swaggered as though he had all but pasted "I'm the boss" across his face.
Although he projected the most imposing presence, Nie Yun thought he looked like the weakest of the three.
For one simple reason... he was too ordinary!
He had neither Messiah's lethal assets nor Shadow's mystique. There was absolutely nothing remarkable about him. Put a character like that in a movie, and he would definitely be the extra who died first.
If Red Dragon knew an alien civilization was looking down on him because his outfit lacked personality, who knew how he would feel...
With three big shots crowded into one tiny lounge, the atmosphere was rather strange.
"Messiah, why aren't you tending to business at your House of Red Delights instead of coming here to join the fun? The arena isn't a place for women!" Red Dragon made no effort to hide the hostility