LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

No one expected Harry Mills to say such words. However, it didn’t matter anymore. What mattered was that Jun Chester was actually asking Harry Mills to call him master. Jun Chester was also amused by Harry Mills and said, “I’m not insulting you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Harry Mills called Jun Chester, “Master.”

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The scene was dead silent.

Harry Mills, who had just been so arrogant, now so simply called Jun Chester master? What was going on in his mind? Couldn’t he see that Jun Chester was deliberately insulting him? He had just tried to kill Jun Chester! How could Jun Chester agree to him so easily?

However, Jun Chester didn’t go back on his word. He nodded slightly, turned his face to Bruce Wells, and said, “Bruce, come here.”Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Bruce Wells came over, a bit nervous, because he knew that his master, Jun Chester, never joked. After Bruce Wells came over, the look in his eyes when he looked at Harry Mills was very complex, and there was even a trace of admiration in his eyes.

It couldn’t be helped.

The ordinary people present might just think Harry Mills was powerful. He could split a table made of white jade in half with a single sword, as easily as cutting tofu. But in Bruce Wells’ eyes, it was simply astonishing!

In the path of martial arts, only those who have reached the Resonance realm above the Luminescence limit can release their energy, but that kind of energy release is not enough to hurt people with energy. At least it must reach the limit of Resonance.

To truly kill with energy, a stronger realm is needed.

That is, Emptiness.

Previously in Ocean Hall, Jun Chester’s single hand fell like a hand covering the sky, defeating Ian Mills on the sea with Emptiness!

And now, Harry Mills swung a sword at Jun Chester, gathering energy into a thread, and it was running on the sword.

Obviously… Harry Mills’ own strength had already stepped into Emptiness!

Such a super practitioner actually wanted to worship himself, a novice, as a master? It was simply unimaginable!

At this time, Harry Mills had already begun to look up and down at Bruce Wells, after about ten seconds, his face twitched.

He thought Jun Chester’s favorite disciple was some kind of super practitioner.

But now it seemed that he looked like a bamboo pole, and there was no martial aura on his body…

Just this?

Jun Chester said lightly to Harry Mills, “Kneel.”

Only then did Harry Mills feel that he had indeed been insulted. He said solemnly, “I want to follow you! Not a waste!”

Jun Chester hesitated for a moment, turned his face and asked Bruce Wells, “He is insulting the master, what should I do?”

Bruce Wells blinked twice and said, “It’s easy to handle.”

As soon as his voice fell, Bruce Wells made a move like lightning.

He punched Harry Mills in the chest.

Bang! In an instant, Harry Mills was like a kite with a broken string, flying directly 20 meters away.

But before Harry Mills could land, Bruce Wells was already like a cheetah rushing over, appearing in front of Harry Mills, grabbing his arm, and swinging it left and right.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

Bruce Wells, who was as thin as a monkey, grabbed Harry Mills’ arm and slammed his body heavily into the ground many times, left and right.

Everyone at the scene was shocked.

This… After about twenty times, Bruce Wells slipped his hand, and before Harry Mills could finally land, he saw Harry Mills suddenly thrown out.

People were flying in the air. He flew directly to the west wall of the banquet hall.

Bang! Harry Mills was like a human-shaped puppet, hitting the wall, and his entire person was directly embedded in the wall.

After seven or eight seconds, he still couldn’t fall.

Harry Mills was in a state of confusion.

Jun Chester watched this scene, to be honest, he was a bit surprised. He said to Bruce Wells with a straight face, “Are you stupid? His kung fu is all on the sword, his own strength is just the peak of Resonance, you hit a bit heavy!”

Bruce Wells tightened his face and ran over to Harry Mills quickly, asking, “Are you okay?”

Puff! Harry Mills spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

This was outrageous!

All he had said was that he didn’t want to follow Bruce Wells.

Was it necessary to go this far?

Was it?

As Harry Mills pondered this…

Thud! His body finally fell from the wall.

Lying on the ground spread-eagled, his chest heaved violently.

Breathing…

Deep breaths…

Harry Mills believed he was mad enough.

Today he had met two people who were even crazier, and they were master and disciple!

Seeing that Harry Mills was still breathing, Bruce Wells finally relaxed, looking down on him and saying, “Since my master said you should follow me, I’ll accept you as my disciple.”

Harry Mills glared at Bruce Wells, wanting to curse.

Suddenly, Bruce Wells picked up a plate from the side and directly smashed it over Harry Mills, admonishing, “You’re still looking? Why are your eyes so vicious? I’ll be your master from now on, you need to respect me, understand? You must look at me respectfully! See how respectfully I treat my master, you must learn from that!”

Brutal!

Very brutal!

The scene was silent.

Matthew Simpson felt that he might be dead already, and everything in front of him was what happened after death.

Otherwise…

It didn’t make sense.

What kind of person was Harry Mills?

What kind of strength did Harry Mills possess?

With a man and a sword, he had been unmatched both domestically and internationally for many years, and he had never missed a kill.

Now… he had been beaten into such a state by a disciple of Jun Chester?

Moreover, Matthew Simpson realized that the Drunk Sage that Jun Chester had wanted him to drink earlier might really have been for his own good!

After all, if he wanted him to die, he just needed to let his disciple kill him. Was there a need to let him drink himself to death?

Marie Spears was also beginning to doubt this.

Jun Chester… might really be able to cure Matthew Simpson’s incurable disease.

If Jun Chester cured Matthew Simpson’s incurable disease, wouldn’t her previous betting agreement with Sandra Simpson become real?

Would she just easily lose 32% of the Spears Group’s shares to Sandra Simpson?

Realizing this, Marie Spears suddenly said to Matthew Simpson next to her, “Uncle Simpson, I just remembered that I have something urgent to attend to. I’ll leave first.”

Matthew Simpson was stunned for a moment, but quickly understood Marie Spears’ motive at this time, saying, “Whatever it is, we can talk about it after today, there’s no rush.”

Marie Spears took a deep breath and looked at Sandra Simpson, only to see Sandra Simpson looking at Jun Chester with a smitten expression…

At this point, Harry Mills had already struggled to his feet, kneeling in front of Bruce Wells, whispering, “Master.”

Bruce Wells nodded and said, “Go back to your business, I don’t really have anything to teach you. Record your sword practice process over the years into a video and I’ll study it when I have time. Be serious when recording it, don’t hold anything back, otherwise… Anyway, you’re now my disciple, it’s perfectly right and proper for me to beat you!”

Harry Mills felt…

This must be a scam! How did I suddenly become a disciple?

But right at this moment, Bruce Wells suddenly threw Harry Mills a pill, saying, “This is an Energy Pellet my master gave me, you’ve been injured internally, take it first.”