Chapter 272: If He Hadn't Run Fast, He Would Have Been Wiped Out Then and There!_1

"This is my brother, Preston Rhodes,"

"Bro, this is Carson Flores, my friend."

Preston Rhodes had a lean figure and a refined temperament, seemingly a delicate scholar, but Carson Flores could tell from his every move that this man was not only a Cultivator but also a skilled one at that.

Moreover, Cultivators without exceptional talent would not become the heirs of their families.

Cultivation was the foundation of the family!

Preston Rhodes smiled and shook hands with Carson Flores, showing a humble attitude; however, Carson Flores could feel a clear, hidden scrutiny in his eyes.

This scrutiny was not the wariness towards a stranger but the cautious and protective examination of a brother towards a close male friend of his sister.

Carson Flores kept a natural expression, letting the other assess him.