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?"

young master. If you don't release Martin, the Flying Dragon General will be

depth of his force. His reputation, however, was well-known. For his achievements and skill, he had earned the title of 'anchor' of the Dragon Fort. The Flying Dragon General

expression conveyed the skepticism he felt when he

once. But Randall had been through a lot of battles. He wasn't a man who would be easily intimated by

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 from noble clans.

Meng Clan. As to his relationship with the Flying Dragon General, you can take

had dared to offend the Zhuge Clan. Jon had the Meng Clan behind him now. Not only did

knew what decision to make if the

which Randall could rely. But now the young master of the Meng Clan

no wiggle room left. Still, making a concession was never a pleasant experience. As

gave a cold laugh and turned to

wouldn't end well for him. "Okay," Randall said

he insulted the man further with a

riposte. He turned to the

to his will. Zen was impressed. Disciples from noble clans really knew how