Chapter 28: I Won’t Apologize
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Hearing the words “old bastard,” the other “soldiers of the Fire Dragon Unit” narrowed their eyes and gave off a murderous air.
But the three keyboard warriors didn’t notice a thing.
Johnny was back to his old self and no longer seed anxious. He crossed his legs and took out his phone. “Can I use my phone?”
“Of course,” said a “soldier.”
...
Useless_scholar wrote, “Guys, I’m back!”
“Holy shit! He’s back!”
“I thought he was dead! Why is he back?”
“@useless_scholar Bro, what happened? Who was your visitor?”
“That’s right. What’s going on over there?”
Useless_scholar said, “Thank you for your concern! I’m fine! I thought the old bastard sent them, but it was actually the governnt. It was a false alarm. I knew that old bastard couldn’t have this kind of resource. He couldn’t have known where I lived. He’s just an ordinary person like all of us! He can’t be that powerful!”
“My friend, I think you should use your words more carefully. Don’t you feel sorry for what you did?”
“That’s right. Man, you really should post an apology video and delete your old posts. It’ll be safer that way.”
“You’re hopeless. I was hoping that the old gentleman’s people would take you away!”
Useless_scholar replied, “I’m sorry to disappoint you, then. You all must have been so disappointed! Grow so balls! Why are you afraid of him? I won’t delete anything, and I won’t apologize. The governnt is protecting now. That old bastard can’t touch ! I’ve scolded Stella Shane for him. What more does he want? Bring it on! I’d like to see what he can do!”
“He’s hopeless.”
Stubbornman wrote, “Oh no, there are a lot of soldiers outside my house! They’re not from the old man, are they?”
Useless_scholar wrote, “@Stubbornman Calm down, bro. That old fool doesn’t have an army. They must be from the governnt! Just relax.”
A minute later, Stubbornman wrote, “It’s true! They’re from the governnt! That old fool isn’t so scary, after all.”
“These trolls are beyond saving,” other netizens comnted.
“Even Stella Shane has posted an apology video. Why are they so stubborn? Do they think they’re sohow tougher than her?”
“Don’t ask . It’s none of our business. Let’s see what’ll happen next!”
...
Earlier that day at 7:30 in the morning, in the penthouse suite 888 in Aurora, a five-star hotel in Bywater, Warren sat on the sofa with Yosef and Jas next to him. He had broken into a cold sweat.
There were two more people in the room. One of them was an old man dressed in a traditional suit with hair so long that his braid reached his waist. The other one was a woman. She was scantly clad in shiny blue armor that was made from nail-sized scales, and her thick, wavy hair was even longer than the old man’s. It was long enough to touch the floor.
It was as if she was attached to her hair instead of the other way around.
They were Drake Soan and Phoebe Soan, the most fierce mbers of the Soan empire.
Drake was in charge of the village and Phoebe the Himlian Pavilion. They were siblings. Liam, the head of the Himlians, was their brother as well. His original na was Tiger Soan.
The three siblings hardly ever left their territories. It was very rare of them to make contact with the outside world.
Apart from Himl Soan, hardly anyone in the empire could subdue them, not even the powerful mbers that operated overseas. The three of them would treat them as equal and no more. When they were around, people like Warren and Yosef would hold their breaths.
The siblings were genuine cultivators. They were taught by Himl Soan himself!
“Speak. How did things get to this point?” Drake sounded infuriated.
“Uncle Drake, please give another chance! I’ll take care of it!” Warren said tentatively.
“A chance? You’ve had a whole night, and what have you done? From now on, you’ll all follow my order! No one is allowed to insult Master! Everyone in this country will die!” Drake said coldly.
Phoebe said, “Drake, isn’t it a bit over the top?”
“Over the top? They didn’t hesitate when they insulted Master!”
“But there are over a billion people in the country, and only 70 million have insulted Master. The rest of them are innocent!”
Warren nodded and wiped his cold sweat. “That’s right, Uncle Drake. We can’t destroy the whole country because of those people!”
Luckily, Phoebe was more rciful than her brother and was on Warren’s side. “Drake, how about we catch the keyboard warriors and make them pay for what they did? As for the innocent ones, please spare them!”
“That’s right, Uncle Drake. At least 200 million people in this country live in backwater mountain villages and don’t have access to the internet. They’re all innocent! There are also the elderly and children, who know nothing about it. We can’t kill them!”
Drake nodded. “Alright. We’ll do that. Let’s gather all the keyboard warriors first. We’ll choose a suitable date and execute them together. Their blood will carry Master into the next world!”
Warren and Caroline heaved a sigh of relief.
Drake then snorted. “It’s been a night. You should have found all those people by now. Where is the list?!”
Warren didn’t dare to defy Drake’s order and imdiately handed out the 60 million nas that Camille had given him.
Camille had located them a long ti ago. She just didn’t give them to Yosef.
Yosef’s face darkened. “Uncle Drake, I’ve been trying to do exactly the sa thing. If Warren hadn’t kept that list from , I would have killed all those people! You would never have needed to co all this way!”
Drake glanced at Warren, and the look gave the latter the creeps. That look felt like countless sharp blades on his skin.
“Gather everyone on this list.”
“Yes, Sir!” Yosef and Jas left with the nas.
Warren and Caroline had grim looks on their faces. It was inevitable. A lot of people were going to die.
In the city of Onor, the largest ergency shelter in the country was located here. Today was the first ti that it was put into use after its establishnt.
“Stella Shane? Why are you here? Screw you! You started the whole thing!”
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