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"Today is not a good banquet. If Kevin were sincere towards me, it wouldn't have come to this point. Unfortunately, this person has set up a grand banquet to undermine my authority; he has chosen the wrong target." Bu Xin sneered, looking at the still shouting Kevin, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
After A Heng spoke, he noticed Bu was silent, instead staring at Kevin with a fierce gaze. He sighed inwardly but remained quiet, standing alongside Bu.
He had been ordered by Sean Sterling to protect Bu, and since Bu wasn't leaving, how could he depart alone? Even if they fell into a dangerous situation, they would face it together.
"Ahhh... Brent, you're dead today! How dare you commit such an act of violence in my residence! You clearly don't take me or the Aldra Family seriously. Uncle Hawk will definitely kill you!" Kevin kicked away the trembling girl beside him and glared at Bu with anger and fear.
"You... all of you, attack! Kill this brat!" Pointing at the dozen or so guests who had already hidden far away, Kevin's eyes were icy as he shouted loudly.
Bu Leng chuckled and looked around. His sharp gaze was like a knife. The guests hiding behind stone pillars and tables met his eyes and immediately lowered their heads in fear, lacking any courage to confront him.
At that moment, Borg, who had been injured by Bu earlier, struggled to stand up. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, his hands were torn and bloody, but his eyes were fixed on Bu with both fear and resentment: "If it weren't for that burly man suddenly disrupting my attack, how could this brat have caught me off guard so easily and even injure me?"
Bu glanced at him and recognized his dissatisfaction. He chuckled lightly and stepped forward, ready to strike again.
In Bu's dictionary, there was no such thing as raising a tiger to trouble him. When fighting an enemy, he wouldn't talk about knightly spirit. Thus, when A Heng came to help, he seized the opportunity to deliver a heavy blow to the enemy without considering any nonsense about one-on-one duels.
"Brent..." Just as Bu moved slightly, an ear-piercing sound like metal scraping reached his ears.
The moment the sound rang out, Bu Xin was startled; it felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He quickly stopped in his tracks, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
"Hawk..." Bu looked up and saw a shadow standing less than three inches away from him. The figure was shrouded in darkness with no signs of life; it could only be Hawk.
"Who are you?" The instant Hawk appeared without warning, A Heng instinctively sensed extreme danger. Seeing how close Hawk was made him even more terrified: "I have been beside Brent all this time; this person's appearance is so strange that I had no warning whatsoever? Even someone at Intermediate Level 4 like the Blood Shadow Thief would find it hard to possess such stealth."
In shock, A Heng shouted loudly as he swung his massive sword down with all his strength; crimson flames erupted from the strike: "Run! This person must be above Intermediate Level 4 as a thief. Even with both our strengths combined, we cannot defeat him. You run; I'll hold him off!"
"Don't...!" Bu exclaimed in alarm. However, it was too late to stop him. His face turned pale as he gathered Mental Power into the Magic Scroll in his hand, ready to activate Storm Barrier at the slightest hint of danger.
Hawk was too strong—stronger than expected—and his appearance was eerie; there was only a three-inch gap between them when he spoke.
For masters, three inches could be the death zone where one could kill instantly.
If Hawk had murderous intent towards Bu earlier, by the time he truly struck, Bu wouldn't even have had the chance to activate Storm Barrier before being bloodied on the spot.
At this moment, Bu Xin felt a chill in his heart. Although he believed that Hawk would not strike to kill, he still felt dry-mouthed, especially after Ya Heng took the initiative to attack. Bu Xin was both shocked and distressed, exclaiming, "Oh my... my foolish big brother... aren't you just putting me in danger? I can't even dodge Tough Guy's attacks, and you dare to charge forward and attack."
"Can't we just talk it out? Why do you have to shout about fighting and killing? Where am I supposed to escape to?" Bu Xin watched helplessly as Ya Heng swung his sword at Hawk. His heart raced as time seemed to slow down; he could clearly see the arc of the sword falling, the air waves it created, and the flickering crimson light emanating from it.
With a thunderous crash, Ya Heng's powerful strike was instantly halted. At the moment his fiery giant sword came down, Hawk raised his right hand to meet it, revealing a small flying knife wrapped in corrosive black light, with a glimmer of its cold blade visible.
The disparity between their weapons was stark; Ya Heng's full-force attack was grandiose, while Hawk merely extended his half-exposed flying knife with an air of nonchalance. In comparison, victory seemed obvious.
However, unexpectedly, at the moment of contact between the two sides, a tremendous sound erupted, causing the ground tiles to shatter into dust. Ya Heng's face turned crimson as if he were bleeding, while Hawk remained completely unmoved; even the ground beneath him showed no signs of damage.
The gap in strength was too great; Ya Heng's full-force strike posed no threat to Hawk whatsoever.
Ya Heng was shocked internally, an indescribable fear making his head buzz. The fact that the opponent could easily deflect his full-strength sword strike with just a palm-sized flying knife was something he had never experienced before—he wouldn't even have dared to imagine it.
"Hahaha... Uncle Hawk, these two are truly despicable. You must kill them, especially that Brent. My Aldra Family does not need a dog with treacherous intentions competing for glory. Kill him now." Kevin laughed loudly from his seat, his demeanor arrogant and self-satisfied, as if once Hawk appeared, Bu Xin and Ya Heng were doomed.
"You are not their match... I will not kill you; step back." Hawk ignored Kevin's words. His voice sounded like glass scraping against glass or metal grinding together.
As soon as those words were spoken, both Bu Xin and Ya Heng sighed in relief, while Kevin's expression changed urgently as he protested, "Uncle Hawk... we cannot let either of them go; otherwise, they will become a significant threat to our Aldra Family in the future. They must be killed now."
"I only heed the count's orders." Hawk did not even glance at Kevin as he allowed Ya Heng to cautiously retreat beside Bu Xin without making another move.
Only when Ya Heng had safely returned did Bu Xin finally relax, confirming that Hawk truly would not strike to kill.
However, Bu Xin's expression soon turned cold; a glint of cold light appeared in his eyes as he looked toward Kevin, who had repeatedly provoked them. A murderous intent surged within him: "This person is extremely vengeful and will surely retaliate. It's a pity that Hawk is here today... otherwise I would definitely kill him!"
Kevin sensed the killing intent in Bu Xin's eyes. Although he felt fear, he did not panic excessively.
With Hawk present, he did not believe that Bu Xin would dare to act against him. If Bu Xin really did attack, he would be pleased; it would give him a legitimate reason to force Hawk into action against them.
"Peak Showdown—don't forget. Sean Sterling may protect you for a time... but cannot protect you for a lifetime." Hawk's gaze lingered on Bu Xin for a moment before his figure slowly vanished into thin air as if evaporating like water.
This scene nearly made Ya Heng's eyes pop out; such an effortless and swift method of concealment was something he had never seen before. He had only heard of a rogue skill called "Disappearance," which seemed comparable to this person's stealth technique.
Bu Xin licked his dry lips but said nothing. Although Hawk's words seemed somewhat nonsensical when heard aloud, he understood the implications behind them.
"Are you warning me? It seems that this Hawk still has some hidden skills, not even putting Sean Sterling in his eyes..." Bu's gaze flickered as he pondered, and he took one last look at Kevin. This glance was plain, but the killing intent hidden deep within his eyes was enough to stir.
"Today, I will remember your hospitality, Young Master Kevin. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will repay today's kindness." As Bu turned his wrist, the Azure Morning Sword was sheathed, and his gaze fixed on Kevin with a cold expression.
Kevin's face changed, but he soon burst into wild laughter, as if trying to mask the fear in his heart with his laughter. He harshly declared, "Brent! Today's matter is not over. You don't need to repay me in the future; I doubt you'll live much longer... you won't even have the chance to repay."
"We're leaving!" Bu snorted coldly and signaled to Yahang to turn and leave. He feared that if he stayed any longer, he would be unable to suppress the intense killing intent within him and would choose to act directly.
Yahang followed closely behind as the two of them strode out of the hall, heading back along the path they came. In the distance, they could still hear Kevin's frenzied curses and the sounds of ceramic and glass items shattering on the ground.
"Thank you for your help today, Brother Yahang." Once outside the residence and stepping onto the carriage, Bu paused for a moment and turned to Yahang with a serious expression.
Yahang was taken aback by this but quickly waved his hand and smiled. "It's just a matter of loyalty when entrusted by others. Besides, we are both of the same clan; we share the same blood. Even without Lord Sean's orders, I wouldn't stand by idly."
"Of the same clan..." Bu Xin murmured, his expression unchanged. "I find it difficult to ask about this directly... Moreover, I have gone through most of the books in the Library System and found no records regarding our clan... even information from the Unified Era of Huabao is scarce... This matter is filled with oddities."
"The Brent Brothers should get in the car quickly... today's banquet seems like a tiger's head with a snake's tail. From the moment Kevin invited you to this banquet, he had no good intentions." Seeing Bu standing still in contemplation, Yahang thought he was still brooding over today's banquet and spoke up to console him.
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