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“Your Excellency Sean Sterling, I respect you.”
“I came here out of curiosity about your Aldra Family. I heard that the Shadow Hand and Hawk are willing to ally with your family. Would you be willing to introduce them to me?”
Warren Earl's face turned pale. Just as he was about to speak, he was rudely interrupted by Sean Sterling. Upon hearing the underlying implication in Sean Sterling's words, Warren Earl was suddenly alarmed, his eyelids twitching violently. He even felt that the other party had truly uncovered something, leaving him somewhat at a loss.
“What’s wrong? Did I hit upon some secret with my words?”
Seeing Warren Earl standing there speechless for a moment, Sean Sterling sneered and added fuel to the fire.
“Uh, cough, your Excellency, my Aldra Family is just a humble establishment; how could there be any secrets worthy of your attention? My nephew is doing well too. It’s not proper to chat outside; it’s my rudeness as the host. Please, come in.”
Warren Earl's expression changed faster than flipping a book. One moment he was assertive, and the next he softened completely. This transformation reminded Bu of a precious item that could be both soft and hard, quite similar to Warren Earl at this moment.
“Looking at this Old Guy, it seems the Aldra Family indeed has some unsavory secrets,” Bu thought to himself, smiling gratefully at Sean Sterling before turning back to Ivan and giving him a knowing glance. The three of them then entered the residence accompanied by Warren Earl and others.
“Master, I’m feeling a bit unwell.”
Once inside the residence and not walking too far, Ivan suddenly leaned close to Bu and said awkwardly, his voice unintentionally loud as he let out several audible farts that drew disgusted expressions from everyone present.
“Damn it, you’re embarrassing me! Go find a place to take care of that.” Bu feigned a look of disgust and kicked Ivan lightly, signaling him to hurry off.
Ivan looked distressed, his expression resembling that of a widow mourning for years as he held his stomach and hurried away.
“Third brother, you should go after him and show him the way. After all, my residence is quite large; he won’t find the right place on his own,” Warren Earl initially looked down on this but then had a thought. After glancing subtly at Bu, he instructed the Purple-Clad Elder beside him.
“Ah, no need for that, Uncle. My servant may not have many skills but is good at sniffing out trouble; he’ll find where to relieve himself just fine. Besides, this old man is also my elder; how could I let him guide my servant? That would be embarrassing.”
Bu was filled with mischief; now that he had set his plan in motion, how could he let Warren Earl ruin it? He quickly intervened with flattering words that made the Purple-Clad Elder look pleased and nod in agreement.
Letting someone like him guide such a servant would be disgraceful. How could he hold his head high in front of his brothers later? At this moment, he found Bu increasingly endearing.
“Hmph, having such a servant around really tarnishes noble dignity.”
“Indeed, our servants in this residence are not so crude.”
Kevin seized the opportunity to mock Bu while crossing his arms in a pose of superiority. Bill beside him quickly joined in to add insult to injury.
"Two clowns." Bu smirked, casting a disdainful glance at the two self-important fellows, too lazy to pay them any mind as he pulled Warren Earl along and continued to chatter endlessly.
"Uncle, the important matters come first. If you hand Wendy over to me sooner, I can leave earlier, right? As the saying goes, parents' orders and matchmakers' words. Wendy is so well-behaved and sensible; she must hope you can arrange a good marriage for her with a suitable husband. Just like me, in this vast Crook Duchy, who could be as outstanding as I am?
"Honestly, Uncle, how can you be so muddled and stubborn?
"Just think about it. If Wendy comes with me to Holy Light Academy and then to Dysia Kingdom, won't she have everything she desires? And any children she has will be as handsome as I am, not like those two fellows behind us, looking like misfits with questionable intelligence and uncertain futures.
"Oh, Kevin, Bill, sorry about that. I wasn't talking about you; I was just using an example—just an example."
"I'm about to become your brother-in-law! Aren't you both excited? I tell you, don't get too happy; people with questionable intelligence tend to become fools when they get too excited. Oh no, I misspoke again; I wasn't talking about you. Hey, don't look so grim; I really wasn't talking about you."
"Enough!"
Three low growls filled with rage erupted simultaneously from Warren Earl, Kevin, and Bill. The three of them were on the verge of exploding, their faces turning a shade of blue tinged with purple, their nostrils nearly smoking from anger.
The Countess, who had been following Warren Earl closely, also wore a grim expression. Although Bu's words did not directly mention her, the content was so derogatory that it reached a level of subtle insult that was hard to ignore.
The others looked on in shock; Sean Sterling's eyes widened in disbelief as he regarded Bu. Until today, he had no idea this person possessed such a sharp tongue capable of killing with words.
Not only Sean Sterling but even the Four Great Guardian Elders stared blankly ahead, feeling a chill run down their spines.
Having lived for so many years, they had seen all sorts of situations and encountered all kinds of odd characters. However, someone like Bu was beyond what they could handle. His age and strength were impressive enough, but he lacked any semblance of a strong person's demeanor. His sharp tongue made them shudder at the thought of being caught in his crosshairs.
"Ah yes, enough is enough. I truly have had enough. As they say, one should not linger after a wedding; I don't have time to dawdle here. Where is Fourth? Why hasn't he brought Wendy over yet? No way; I need to go personally to show my sincerity. Uncle, for the happiness of your nephew, please lead the way."
Bu was not one to back down easily. With Sean Sterling by his side, he was unafraid of Warren Earl's potential wrath. He boldly demanded Warren Earl guide him.
After all, people are not turtles; Warren Earl certainly wasn't a ninja turtle. He had tolerated Bu's repeated provocations long enough. Now he could no longer hold back; he needed to show Bu what limits were—even if he had to consider Sean Sterling's presence.
Just as Warren Earl resolved himself to take action against Bu's insolence, both Bu and Sean Sterling suddenly furrowed their brows deeply as an intense sense of danger pricked at their backs like needles.
For Sean Sterling, this feeling was merely a threat; though he felt it keenly, he did not fear it too much. But for Bu, every hair on his body stood on end as he experienced a suffocating sensation as if death itself were watching him—like having a dagger pressed against his throat with its cold blade making his heart race.
"Hawk," Bu Shuang said gravely as he scanned the surroundings without revealing his thoughts before fixing his gaze on Sean Sterling.
Sean Sterling chuckled lightly but his expression turned cold as he first shot a meaningful glance at Warren Earl before subtly shifting his gaze elsewhere. This series of actions immediately caused Warren Earl's eyes to narrow in alarm as he took a sharp breath.
"Lead the way!"
The simple two words fell from Sean Sterling's lips with an undeniable authority, his tone firm and commanding. White Eyes flickered like flames, suggesting that if Warren Earl dared to defy him, a massacre would ensue.
Silence lingered, a prolonged stillness that felt like a taut steel string, ready to snap with just a little more pressure.
Hawk's hidden gaze intensified, the pressure on Warren Earl mounting. His face was ashen, and the increasingly icy stare from Sean Sterling quickened his heartbeat. The four Guardian Elders were sweating profusely, while the Countess, along with Kevin and Bill, looked pale as death. In such a tense atmosphere, their low-level strength made them feel weak and unsteady.
A few dry leaves were lifted by the wind, swirling past everyone. This seemed to trigger a chain reaction; Sean Sterling let out a cold snort and suddenly raised his hand gripping the wand. This action not only lifted the wand but also tightened everyone's already strained nerves. The Countess could no longer hold on; she let out a muffled groan as blood trickled from her mouth and collapsed onto the ground.
"Follow me."
The three words were almost squeezed out of Warren Earl's lips. At that moment, he seemed to age several years, his voice hoarse as he turned to lead the way, his back carrying a hint of despair but more so a sense of frustration.
He couldn't afford to gamble; he couldn't truly allow Sean Sterling to act here. This was his family, with his relatives and descendants present. Even with Hawk's presence, he couldn't guarantee that he could restrain Sean Sterling. If things escalated, it was likely that very few would survive this encounter; he couldn't take that risk.
Warren Earl's compromise caused Hawk, who had been lurking in the shadows, to withdraw once more. The venomous gaze that had locked onto Warren Earl disappeared, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief. Bill and Kevin shot fiery glares at him, their lips tightly pressed together as they moved forward to help their mother up.
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