"Oh? Wow, that''s some nerve you''ve got to be speaking like that. Sure, tell me


    what you would like. I''ll have you know now that everything here has got a price to it. Do you understand?"


    "I''m sorry, Mister Ad. I don''t understand what you''re saying." Ramont got to his feet as he spoke.


    With a thump, Ad mmed a fist on the table, getting to his feet as he glowered at Ramont. "I was nice enough toe to your banquet at all, Ramont. Did you think you''d be able to keep your position in Tevinter Town without me? I''ll let you know that you''ll be reced in the next hundred years without my help! If you want to stay as the City Lord, you don''t have any other choice."


    "That''s what you would say to amoner, Mister Ad. Not to me."


    "You..." Ad was furious, unable to get a word out all at once.


    Ramont scoffed. "Didn''t you ask me what I wanted just now, Mister Ad? Well, it''s not much. I just want your head."


    "What did you just say?"


    Ad was infuriated by Ramont''s statement. "Are you trying to get yourself killed, Ramont?"


    He released the energy aura in his body upon speaking. Ad had fifty thousand years of cultivation in him, so of course his energy aura was powerful. However, he soon realized that his energy aura was restricted to the point where he could only release a small amount of it.


    "What..."


    Ramont chuckled, getting to his feet. "There''s no use struggling, Mister Ad. I spiked the dessert you just ate with an odorless and colorless poison that restricts and weakens a cultivator''s internal strength. Within just an hour, your cultivation will be weakened to just ten percent of what you used to have. That means you''ll only have five thousand years then... which will make killing you so, so easy."


    All of a sudden, Ramont reached out to grab Ad by the neck before lifting him up into the air. "Who do you even think you are to be telling me off, Ad? Do you think you can control who bes the City Lord of Tevinter Town? You''re nothing but weak and pitiful in front of Lord Hadirt!"


    Ramont worshiped Hadirt in the past. Despite the fact that Hadirt was now dead, Ramont was certain that the order Hadirt had set up in Tevinter Town could not go to ruin just like that. Thus, he had pulled all kinds of tricks to eventually end up as City Lord.


    This was a key moment. Ad had been the cultivator Odysseus sent, and also the previous City Lord of Tevinter Town.


    To think that some bastard from a town of justice who had been a ve to Odysseus was now in the position that had been Hadirt''s... That was a joke that had to end right now!


    Aside from that, Ramont was also certain that killing Ad was the best way to surprise Odysseus. After all, those towns of justice were nothing but a joke to the bloodthirsty ones!