Chapter 337: Instigating Conflict? It’s Your Brother Who Should Be Damned!
Instigate?
Justice?
Hearing this, Azure Dragon remained unperturbed, even feeling sowhat amused.
He had seen stubborn people, but never soone as obstinate as Noah Weiden. Despite clear evidence, Noah still attempted to besmirch White Mitchell.
How absurd!
Noah Weiden, standing by the side, saw that Azure Dragon was unmoved. Assuming that Azure Dragon did not believe him, he urgently continued, “Mr. Azure Dragon, every word I said is true.
I have never seen these n before, nor do I know their identities. However, it is an undeniable fact that White Mitchell injured my brother.
My brother is still lying in the ICU, the doctor said he might never wake up again. Everyone in the Weiden Family can testify to this.
If you still don’t believe , every mber of the Weiden Family is willing to cooperate with your investigation. We hope that you will grant the Weiden Family justice and prosecute White Mitchell!”
At this mont, Noah Weiden only wanted to blacken White Mitchell’s reputation. Yet, he failed to realize that Azure Dragon was present when his brother, Hans Weiden, was incapacitated.
Azure Dragon had already shown rcy by sparing Hans Weiden’s life, if it had been him, he might have turned Hans into mush with a slap.
Thinking of this, Azure Dragon coldly glanced at Noah and said, “Your brother’s incapacitation, he deserved it!”
Huh?
Upon hearing these words, Noah doubted his own hearing. What exactly was going on with Azure Dragon today?
Even if Azure Dragon found his statent problematic, proper investigation should have been conducted… And instant judgent on Hans Weiden’s deserved downfall?
Seeing the puzzled expression on Noah Weiden’s face, Azure Dragon sneered again and said in a mocking tone, “I was present on the day your brother was incapacitated! So, do you have any more nonsense to spout?”
Wh… what?
Azure Dragon was there when Hans Weiden was incapacitated?
This… hiss!
Noah Weiden’s expression froze for a mont, couldn’t help but draw a cold breath, feeling a chilly sensation rushing through his back.
What was Azure Dragon implying? Why was he present at the scene?
If he was there, why didn’t he stop White Mitchell?
Could it be, it had sothing to do with Steel Turner? But Steel Turner had obviously retired, and people from the Jones Family said that White Mitchell had exhausted his favours from Steel Turner.
This… this… this…
Noah Weiden stood flabbergasted, his complexion as bad as if he had swallowed a dead rat.
He felt he had overlooked sothing, but he could not figure it out.
It was as if there was a thick fog in front of him that prevented him from seeing the truth.
Noah Weiden asked Azure Dragon reluctantly, “Mr… Mr. Azure Dragon, why… why is this happening? He is just a young man straight out of prison, isn’t he?
Why are you defending him? Allowing him to turn my brother into a vegetable? Because of Steel Turner? But hasn’t Steel Turner already retired? Why are you still protecting him?
Why is this happening? I am the youngest one among the Twelve Flying Tigers of the Martial Departnt, why are you protecting him, not ?”
In the end, Noah Weiden finally built up the courage to pour out his doubts.
At this ti, White Mitchell, who had been silent, took a slow step forward.
With a boom, it was as if a sleeping giant dragon in his body suddenly woke up and released bursts of powerful montum.
Taking one step, like stirring up monstrous waves on a calm sea, inspiring fear in others.
Feeling this montum, Noah Weiden’s legs involuntarily shuddered, his heart seed to stop for a few seconds.
After gasping for a few breaths, Noah Weiden regained his composure slightly.
Yet, the terror in his heart beca more pervasive as ti wore on. In the end, Noah Weiden felt as if his body was no longer under his control, shaking uncontrollably.
Is this the extent of White Mitchell’s strength?
Why, why does the youngest of the Twelve Flying Tigers from the Martial Departnt feel overwheld by his presence?
Looking at White Mitchell at this mont, Noah felt as though he wasn’t just facing a man, but a lofty, unreachable emperor.
He didn’t even dare to et his gaze directly.
Terrifying!
White Mitchell’s power was just too terrifying, and he didn’t even realize it at all.
What level is this?
Titled War King? Half-step War God? Or even the War God himself?
Hiss!
Noah gasped for air, his chest rising and falling rapidly. However, the terror in his heart grew stronger and lingered rcilessly.
In the end, Noah even began to feel unsteady, eventually collapsing on his behind, staring at White Mitchell with panic in his eyes. His voice shook when he asked, “Who… who in the world are you?
You can’t be White Mitchell who served five years in prison. The prison can’t possibly release soone like you. Who in the world are you? Who on earth are you?!”
Noah, full of unrest and confusion, growled unwillingly.
“Who am I?”
White Mitchell responded with a slight smile. “Aren’t I White Mitchell, the young nobody you guys think just got out of prison with no power or influence?”
Confronted with White Mitchell’s question, Noah’s face instantly blazed with humiliation, as if he had been slapped.
A nobody?
What a lie!
Could a nobody have a presence as powerful as White Mitchell’s?
As a Wubu Flying Tiger Guard, a mber of the Twelve Flying Tigers in the Martial Departnt, even he struggled to hold his ground before this man. A ‘nobody’ seed seriously far-fetched!
At that mont, Noah felt as if his pride had been brutally crushed under White Mitchell’s boot. A deep sense of unwillingness filled his heart.
However, Noah was clearly not ready to give up so easily. Being the youngest in the Martial Departnt’s history of Twelve Flying Tigers, his grandfather was a retired instructor of the Tiger Guard.
His grandfather’s disciples were scattered across the entire Martial Departnt, among them God of War Level experts.
With his authority and status almost paralleled to Mr. Azure Dragon.
Even if he had offended Mr. Azure Dragon, what’s the big deal? He was part of the Martial Departnt. How he should be dealt with was up for Martial Departnt to decide, not Mr. Azure Dragon!
Thinking of this, Noah gathered his strength again, hardened his heart, and said nacingly, “White Mitchell, I admit defeat today. But don’t think you’ve won just yet!
Yes, you’re backed by Mr. Azure Dragon and I can’t really do anything against you. But if you want to hurt , it’s not going to be easy either. I belong to the Martial Departnt. How to deal with is up to the Martial Departnt.
Do you really think you can have killed? Ha… The Martial Departnt might at most issue a verbal warning to . As for you, injuring my fellow Martial Arts Soldiers, the Martial Departnt will surely not let you off easily.
Then, it won’t just be against you, but the entire Martial Departnt. Get ready to face the wrath of the Martial Departnt. Let’s see if Mr. Azure Dragon can save you then!”
Noah’s face was becoming increasingly hideous as he spoke. In the end, he seed almost maniacal, glaring unwaveringly at White Mitchell, as if wanting to rip him apart.
The entire Martial Departnt?
Hearing this, White Mitchell simply smiled and replied casually, “Seems like you’re overly confident. Well then, since you’re here today, let’s clear things up.
War King Azure Dragon!”
“Present!” Azure Dragon responded with a loud, resounding voice.
The next mont, White Mitchell’s face turned serious as he said nonchalantly, “Tell him, who I am!”
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