Could that guy know who he was?
That thought was quickly discarded from Jack’s mind.
Rudy and he were not in the main group. Other than a very small number of alchemists, no one would know the two of them. Furthermore, any warriors who managed to enter a level four city would definitely be a chosen disciple of Phoenix Valley. They would never have had the chance to interact.
That person probably shouted that way because Jack was the shield of Hestia Continent.
With that in mind, Jack was already next to Alfred, shielding Alfred behind him.
He looked at the warrior from Sacred Water Continent coldly.
That warrior smirked at Jack. “You know him? He’s a warrior from Hestia Continent too? That’s great then. I’ll deal with you two together. If not for the slaughter game, you wouldn’t be worth ten million spirit crystals. You should thank the slaughter game for your value!”
The warrior was basically calling Jack and Alfred trash.
Alfred was already used to it. He had been chased by that person the whole time and had heard various things that person said.
When Jack heard it, he looked at that person, “I just need one strike to deal with someone like you. I didn’t need to waste my time, but I changed my mind. I can’t just let you die so quickly after what you said.”
Jack’s eyes were cold. Even Rudy shuddered when he saw that expression.
He could tell that Jack was angry. They had encountered a lot in the Whirling World, but Jack rarely got angry.
Each time, the person who angered Jack would pay a heavy price. However, he did not bother wondering how Jack would deal with that man.
Rudy rushed over to Alfred and took out a robe from his storage space before putting it around Alfred.
Alfred looked at Rudy tearfully. It was like he found his family. He sniffed and wiped away his tears, “Thank you both! I’ll definitely repay you!”
Rudy stopped him, “That’s not the time for this. Who is that guy? What’s his name?”
Alfred sniffed and turned to look at that warrior hatefully, “That person is called Raul Ochoa. He’s an inner disciple from a holy grade clan. I’m no match for him. I was unlucky enough to meet him the moment we entered.”
“He told me where he was from and attacked me right away. If he just killed me immediately, I would have nothing to say. After all, fifty percent of warriors die in the slaughter game, and it’s even higher for us from third- grade worlds…”
“I came here knowing that I might die, but I can’t believe Raul decided to humiliate me before engaging in this game of cat and mouse. I was chased by him all the way here before I met you two.”
Saying that Alfred looked at Raul with deep hatred.
Jack sighed as he patted Alfred on the shoulder, “Treat your injuries. Leave everything else to me.”