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?"

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

well-known. For his

the skepticism he felt when he heard what Jon had said.

once. But Randall had been through a

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 from noble clans.

Dragon General, you can take a wild guess now that you know his identity,"

the situation. It was no small wonder that Jon had dared to offend the Zhuge Clan. Jon had the Meng Clan behind

knew what decision

the young master of the Meng Clan was standing in front

as he knew there was no wiggle room left. Still, making a concession was never a pleasant experience. As feelings

had won, gave a cold laugh and

Flying Dragon General in this, Randall knew it wouldn't end well for him. "Okay," Randall said through gritted teeth. "I will

he heard Randall. Then he insulted the man further with a mocking retort. "We

to the side and asked his

will. Zen was impressed. Disciples from noble clans really knew how to achieve their goals by merely mentioning the influence of