"There's no choice, who would have thought Logan would be so strong? None of us is his match, so we have no option but to set our sights on you. Blame your bad luck!" said a Sect Elder with a helpless shake of his head, his tone revealing a touch of unwillingness and helplessness. They had originally thought that with the alliance of many sects, they could at least get a share of the spoils from Logan, but they never expected Logan's strength to be so formidable that they found no opportunity to take advantage of him.
Upon hearing this, Elder Talon Skyler nearly burst a blood vessel in anger. He clenched his fist so tightly that his fingernails dug into his palms, as if trying to suppress the rage boiling within. His eyes widened in fury as he glared at the few Sect Elders before him, his voice low and trembling, "You... you actually set your sights on me? Do you have any idea who I am? I am Elder Talon Skyler, how dare you be so presumptuous!"