“I can sense your strength. It’s decent, but you’re not qualified to fight me. This isn’t something you should get involved with," Edgar threatened, looking down on Adrian.

Adrian’s expression turned icy as he retorted, “Is that so? I suggest you leave now. While you may have some strength, you’re not capable of swimming in my muddy waters.”

Adrian was using Edgar’s own words against him, and Edgar’s face darkened. He hadn’t expected such resistance while trying to assassinate the princess.

“Haha, boy, did you take care of that assassin group? It seems you have some skills, but you’ve made the wrong enemies. I advise you to step back before it’s too late,” Edgar said, visibly irritated.

The assassins he had sent out hadn’t reported back. It seemed that Adrian had dealt with them. Otherwise, where could they have disappeared to?

Adrian smirked. “I’ve already told you, you’re not qualified. Leave now. I don’t enjoy wasting my breath.”

Adrian’s dismissive tone was almost like giving