Chapter 172: The Wealthy Nomadic Tribe.

"You! What kind of person are you?" Hades was both astonished and angry, struggling to stand up, but Theophilus' indifferent foot on his head seemed like a heavy mountain pressing on him, making him unable to move.

"You wouldn't be able to guess who I am." Theophilus said leisurely: "It would be best if you stop struggling, or else you won't be able to make a fist for the rest of your life."

If he was not considering recruiting Hades to work for him, he would have used his internal energy to cut off Hades' tendons long ago.

"I..." Hades was petrified, dared not to say a word more, and obediently shut his mouth.

Today's encounter with Theophilus made him feel like he had met a legend!

Hades had been through hundreds of battles over many years, but he could only hear about people with strength like Theophilus in legends.

In the past, he had never believed that there were such masters in this world until he met Theophilus. He started believing that, indeed, Empyria truly houses such