Master Fatal was an eminent monk from India. He was said to be quite influential in India.

He practiced Yoga that originated from India. Although he was just standing casually, an incomparable aura exuded out of him, instantly suppressing the people around.

Harvey glanced at the bald man lightly. He could sense that this man was a master.

However, he couldn’t care less. Instead, his gaze fell on the second floor.

There should still be someone looking from there.

Interesting.

Harvey looked forward to it. There were certainly many talented figures who were hiding in this small opening ceremony.

At this moment, Rachel said coldly, “Just an Indian guy. Hmph! How dare he challenge our branch leader? You…”

“Noisy!”

Master Fatal’s face changed instantly. He twisted his body in a strange manner as he aimed a slap on Rachel’s face.

His movements weren’t very fast, but his posture was unusual. His skills were certainly not from the Great Country H. Rachel was caught off guard, forced a