Fynn swung his fist, and his Vital Energy surged out of it. There was even a faint sound of thunder and lightning. His punch was not to be underestimated.

Among these three people, Adrian had some understanding of Fynn’s strength. This old man was probably the weakest and also the most annoying among them, so Adrian decided to deal with him first.

Facing the surging fist force, Adrian indifferently raised his hand. Silverboa’s military technique was most effective against such vigorous boxing methods. He made a pushing and pulling motion with both hands, effortlessly countering Fynn’s strike. The terrifying fist force was resolved by Adrian, but Fynn still wanted to charge forward. However, the other two blocked him.

Alistair whispered to Fynn, "Stop it. He wants to kill you!"

"What did you say?" Fynn glared.

"Don't you understand yet? He wants to kill you first, disrupt the balance among the three villages, and start another conflict."

"Then let's attack him together! Let’s kill