CHAPTER 496 IMPRESSIVE SCENE (PART TWO)

Now that he had a vivid picture of what was the root of all the mayhems, the leader frowned at

Lawrence's story. Yet, as he thought about things in a more profound sense, his eyes were focused on

Darren.

Out of the blue, at Lawrence's surprise, the leader suddenly slapped Darren hard in the face.

The sound was sharp, and the slap itself was burning in Darren's face. Although the strength he used

was not stronger than an ordinary person's strength, Darren could feel his face numbing and tingling at

the same time. He was slapped unprepared and was not expecting the leader to do such a thing on

him.

"Why did you slap me?!"

Moments later, after a somewhat lengthy pause of disbelief, a look of pure hatred flashed across

Darren's face. He shouted to express his anger and was wondering what the reason behind the

unexpected action was.

"It is because of you, and Eddy grew crazy regardless of the Sacred Palace's order. Dare you say you

shouldn't be blamed?" the martial artist wearing a purple suit of armor yelled at Darren. His voice was

cold, with a malicious aura surged towards Darren.

"I should be blamed? Why is that so? He wanted to kill my sister. What would you suggest I do? Let

him be? Should I see my sister die in front of me? He wanted to kill an innocent girl, but I shouldn't fight

him or at least stop him? Is that what you mean?" As he vented out the anger in his heart, Darren This material belongs to .

clenched his fist. The clenched fist was so tight that his nails nearly poked into his palm.

The leader, in return, was overwhelmed at Darren's outrage. He didn't mean to slap Darren because, in

fact, the leader had wanted to blame Lawrence for this trouble. Yet, he dared not hit him. Lawrence

was superior and had a higher status than him. Darren, on the other hand, was young, less powerful,

and way too inferior. Thus he deviated his anger on him—a slap on Darren's face made him feel a bit

better.

'If Lawrence didn't come to save this not so important person, this mishap couldn't have happened, '

thought the leader.

"Law enforcer! What are you doing? You were mad at me and wanted to correct me, but you dared not

slap me. Am I right? That's why you slapped Darren instead? Are you aware that he broke through the

restrictions of cultivating both the blade and sword skills? Darren has reliable Spirit Power. What's

more, he controls the small world from the Grand Void Emperor. Don't you think we should protect such

a talent?" Anger flashed in Lawrence's eyes as he confronted the leader with his actions.

"Mr. Hong, I mean no harm. Yes, he has some potentials, but he was not the one chosen to protect the

world. It was Eddy who was destined to be the savior of the world. I guess you must know very well

that we don't have much time. Three hundred years is not a long time, Mr. Hong. Does it matter

cultivating the blade and sword skills and breaking through some restrictions? Will he break through to

the Grand Realm? The Holy Realm? Or the Emperor Realm, perhaps? In three hundred years, he

could become a five-star grand warrior at most. Do you agree with me? Frankly speaking, small

potatoes such as him won't help in the coming disaster. It's worthless for you to drive Eddy crazy in lieu

of this guy!" The leader made a lengthy complaint. His voice was cold, and he looked down upon

Darren thinking that he was solely responsible for all the trouble.

His words were obvious; Darren shouldn't be saved. Lawrence shouldn't have enraged Eddy because

of Darren. For the leader, it didn't matter if Darren died.

"Humph." Frustrated at the leader's tone of voice, Lawrence snorted. With an angry stare, he added,

"My standards of making friends is not the same as yours. I have my principles about how to decide

and reason out. Whether I should save Darren is none of your business. If you want to put the blame

on someone, then just blame me. Don't curse him!"

"Mr. Hong, your words don't make sense at all." The leader of the martial artists gave up his argument

and dared not continue the conversation with Lawrence Hong. Only a snort was made to show his

discordance and dissatisfaction.

"Man, don't be so arrogant. Even Lord Donald respects me. How dare you criticize me? Who do you

think you are, huh?" Feeling bypassed and disrespected, Lawrence glared at the leader, and his cheek

bulged and reddened because of anger.

"I dare not criticize you, Mr. Hong. Humph." The leader restrained his anger and stopped talking. After

all, Lawrence was a senior. His status was as high as Lord Donald; thus, he felt he was responsible to

address him with high reverence.

Just a few inches away from them, Darren was standing still. He found it hard to express and suppress

his feelings at the same time. He was slapped, disdained, and ignored. That frustrated him a lot

because it was the first time in his life that he was humiliated like this.

'This is a cruel world. If you are less useful than others, you will be killed like an ant. There is no

argument for that, that's just how it is. Whoever has more power and more value will get more attention

and advantages, ' thought Darren silently.

He didn't say anything and kept his silence towards the insult. On his face, no anger or hatred was

evident. By this time, Darren's mind was occupied by the notion that all he needed to do was to get

himself more powerful. If he became powerful enough, he would be respected. No one would ignore an

influential martial artist—least slap them in the face.

With the hatred he felt inside, memories of the incident that happened in the past flashed back his

mind. The same humiliating feeling was felt by Darren when his relatives bullied him in the Chu Clan.

"I haven't felt like this for a long time," muttered Darren in a tone filled with self-pity. Yet, he didn't show

any signs of being crossed. Instead, he made a faint smile. The mark and the tingling sensation left by

the slap was still there, but he soon fathomed out how to deal with the trouble.

"Humph." The leader glared at Darren from head to foot and snorted.

"Haha. Sir, I have a deep understanding of your insult. But sooner or later, you will definitely have a

taste of that insult too." After saying that, Darren made a big smile and looked at the leader's eyes

warily. He vowed to himself that he would get even with this man one day, by hook or by crook.

The leader was about to insult Darren even more, when he felt changes with the oppressive aura in the

air. As he looked at Eddy's direction, it seemed that he had almost completed the World Upgrade. The

red light that radiated from him began to fade away gradually.