Chapter 317

"This is a fight, do as you please!"

Jonathan, seemingly indifferent, responded. He felt Harvey and Donald were nothing exceptional and casually urged Saint: “If you're here, then don't keep them waiting. Go and fight!"

"Alright."

Saint affirmed and proceeded to the battleground.

At this moment, Phelim was nervously swallowing, his fear evident.

In the past, they were all members of the Top-Sky House. He was a senior at Saint, so he didn't find him intimidating.

But now, standing on opposing sides, the feeling was utterly different.

Phelim recalled a decade and a half ago, when Saint was only sixteen, and he whimsically wanted to test his mettle.

If Saint hadn't restrained himself in time, he would have crushed his skull.

An icy sensation swept over him abruptly.

"Saint, let's fight slowly!" Phelim voiced tremulously.

Saint folded his arms and responded curtl