CHAPTER 403 CHEERFUL CONVERSATIONS AND BLOOMING FRIENDSHIPS (PART TWO)

"What do you mean? I just cussed them out, so what? Mind your own damn business!" Hunk replied

angrily. Without missing a beat, he immediately rushed towards the young woodcutter.

"What? You want to try me? Hold on, I will play with you for as long as you want after dealing with the

business of this young man," said Abelard, the woodcutter, mockingly. He was glaring at Hunk, his

previous smile long gone from his face. Abelard's glare was so piercing that Hunk felt it deep in his

bones and a sudden fear gripped him. A cold shudder ran down his back. He decided to keep quiet,

even though he wasn't sure if he could've uttered a single word in the face of that glare anyway.

"Timothy, and you, a woodcutter. Are you two aiming to get in the way of my punishment for offending

the dignity of my sect?" Oscar's voice was void of any emotion. He had no intention of arguing with

them. Slowly but surely, Oscar transferred the most intense power of the domain in the direction of

those two annoying guys.

The two men were by no means weak. Nevertheless, they stood no chance to actually fight against the

domain. Therefore, when a hit of the blast came, they were almost knocked to their knees.

"Humph, Oscar, you went too far. You have my word. I am going to beat you today. Try me if you dare,"

threatened Timothy. He had a murderous look in his eyes, all while holding a sword condensed by

purple light in his hand.

At the same time, Abelard raised the wood-cutting axe that he was holding.

The strength of the two men was lower than that of the grand warrior. It didn't matter, though, as the

weapons in their hands radiated a powerful feeling of immeasurable domination. Once their weapons

made an appearance, even Oscar's domain pressure was weakened significantly.

Darren was studying the weapons of the two men by using his spiritual sense. He found that the

weapons were extraordinary and seemed to contain a profound essence. Impressed by the weapons,

Darren also let his gaze move towards their stances. He was looking at their expressions and

contemplating their reckless actions. Cocking his head slightly to the side, he surmised that these two

guys were also capable of dealing with grand warriors. No doubt could they hold their own due to the

use of their powerful weapons.

"My name is Darren Chu, and I don't want to bother you. I have killed several bloody one-star grand

warriors, and I don't mind killing another one if they force my hand," he finally said. Darren made sure

to address Timothy and Abelard in a polite manner, seeing that they were on his side.

"Listen, Darren. It is true that the Violet Phoenix Sect runs this place. I don't doubt your skills," Timothy

responded. "I am just worried that you are not able to get rid of this place if you kill him. In the presence

of us, their sect leader will not dare to kill you. By the way, I will definitely befriend you. Do I have the

honor to be your friend?" Timothy cracked a small smile. Truth be told, Timothy was shocked after

hearing Darren's words. However, he made sure not to show it. As calmly as possible, he reached out

his hand.

The person standing in front of him was such a genius. Timothy would have had to be a fool not to

make friends with him. If Darren, with all his strength, was on his side, the man's help could go a long

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"Alas, I actually have no support. There is only one old man who can protect me. With his cover, I have

acted atrociously. To be more specific, I have killed a grand warrior. I am wondering whether you can

make friends with me. Just do me the favor," Abelard laughed. Then, he also reached out his hand.

Darren grinned and proclaimed, "I do not care about people's backgrounds nor strength when making

friends. We can be brothers if we are alike. You two seem quite like me. Ha-ha. What a coincidence!"

Darren then raised both of his arms and clasped theirs hands in his. They shook on it with firm and

steady hands.

The crowd of warriors was still standing to the side, watching all of this unfold. They were truly

stupefied. Even though they should have been suppressed by the domain of a grand warrior, the three

men were just talking cheerfully. Not only that, but they were even making friends with each other.

Those three either looked down on Oscar, or they just genuinely didn't care and simply ignored him.

After watching the exchange in front of him, Oscar was once again angry beyond words. However, he

did not dare to launch an attack directly.

Why?

The reason was simple. After listening to them talk, he was suddenly all too aware that those three

young men were all capable of beheading grand warriors. This realization frightened him so much, he

felt his blood run cold. What was more, Timothy was the top young genius of the overlord family in the

Western Desert Island. Oscar wouldn't dare to attack Timothy on his own, as he knew better than that.

As for the young woodcutter, he was hard to deal with as well. At least according to the personal

background that he had just revealed in his conversation.

So, Oscar drew a conclusion that none of the three men in front of him felt even slightly afraid of a one-

star grand warrior like him. If he fought against them, he might be defeated.

In that moment, Oscar didn't know what to do. He felt shame gnaw at his insides. Launching an attack

wasn't an option, he simply didn't dare to, but he was also too embarrassed to just back down.

"Elder Herman, please help me handle this." Oscar could not think of any other solution but stealthily

send a message to Elder Herman who was far away. Obviously, he didn't want to be embarrassed in

front of everyone. His pride wouldn't let him.