Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Jon understood. He took a step forward and placed himself in front of Zen. Then with a low voice, he said, "Just let it go, Randall. Fighting with a kid will not make you look good."

"Out of the way, Jon. His life is mine to take!" Randall roared. Normally, Randall would consider Jon's advice. But now he had completely lost it. He couldn't think about anything else except tearing Zen apart.

"Randall, just because you have the Zhuge family supporting you, you think you can do whatever you want?" Jon's face darkened. It seemed that Randall was not going to think rationally.

"So what? You want a fight?" Randall clenched his fists. As white tufts of frost covered his hands, the air around Randall shimmered with cold. This was Randall's life vitality.

"You think I am afraid of you?" Jon didn't flinch at Randall's rage.

Seeing that the two were going to fight, Roger became impatient.

"I'm in no mood to watch you two fight. Just let Martin go. Jon, if you can't get it done, I will go find my uncle," Roger said with displeasure written all over his face. He had been confident that Jon could handle the issue. Randall could do this the easy way or the hard way, but apparently, he had chosen the latter.

Jon's expression changed at Roger's words. If Roger's uncle were involved, it would take this situation to a whole different level. Jon didn't want that. He said quickly, "Young master, there is no need to trouble your uncle with such a little thing."

Roger shrugged. He gestured around the yard and asked, "To me, it seems that they don't want to release Martin. Do you have any ideas?"

heard the young master. If you don't release Martin, the Flying Dragon General will be involved. If that happens, this

the commanders who were in charge of Dragon Fort. Nobody knew the depth of his force. His reputation, however, was well-known. For his achievements and skill, he had earned the

conveyed the skepticism he felt when he heard what Jon

once. But Randall had been through a lot of battles. He

find out!" Roger said calmly. Compared with Zen, his attitude was indifferent toward Randall, an undeniably stronger opponent. Roger had a domineering air that was exclusive to someone born with privilege, such as disciples

master of the Meng Clan. As to his relationship with the Flying Dragon General, you can take a wild guess now that

Zhuge Clan. Jon had the Meng

boy. He knew what

a certain reputation on which Randall could rely. But now the young master of

there was no wiggle room left. Still, making a concession was never a

won, gave a cold laugh and turned to

knew it wouldn't end well for him. "Okay," Randall said through gritted teeth. "I will let Martin

further with a mocking retort. "We could have saved ourselves a lot of talking if you

riposte. He turned to the side and asked his accomplice to bring

Zen was impressed. Disciples from noble clans really knew how to achieve their goals by