Mr. Ye

"A soul imprint?"

There was a faint gleam at the cuff of Jonathan's sleeve, which flickered intermittently. That was Fendy's soul imprint. It was capable of silently marking a target even from afar. 

With Fendy's current strength at Third Tier Half King, leaving such an imprint required the prowess of a true King Level expert or higher. Those below the King Level would hardly detect it.

"Are you trying to get rid of me by having this imprint?" Jonathan smiled wryly while shaking...