LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

Although Jun Chester managed to suppress his laughter, Sandra Simpson didn’t. In fact, her laughter was so vibrant it was infectious!

Most importantly, the venue was extremely quiet at the moment. When she laughed, she instantly became the focus of everyone present.

Sandra Simpson’s face tightened, but she still found it hard to control her laughter, which grew louder and louder.

“?”

Apart from Jun Chester, everyone present was filled with question marks.

Had this woman gone mad?

What was there to laugh at so much?

Jun Chester glanced at Sandra Simpson and said, “Stop laughing.”

Sandra Simpson, holding her stomach and laughing heartily, said, “Sorry, I can’t control myself!”

Han Mills also looked at Sandra Simpson.

He didn’t know why, but he had a feeling that this woman was laughing so hard entirely because of him.

Annoyed and embarrassed, Han Mills didn’t say anything. With a flash, he suddenly appeared in front of Sandra Simpson.

But before Han Mills could make a move on Sandra Simpson, Jun Chester moved.

He appeared between Han Mills and Sandra Simpson, facing Han Mills.

Jun Chester’s sudden appearance took Han Mills by surprise.

But the next moment, as Han Mills was about to make a move, Jun Chester suddenly slapped him in the face.

“Slap!”

The slap was extremely loud.

Moreover, this slap sent Han Mills flying ten meters away, heavily falling to the ground.

Immediately afterward, Jun Chester rushed after Han Mills like the wind chasing the moon.

Before Han Mills could recover, Jun Chester had already grabbed his arm and then…

Just like how Bruce Wells taught Harry Mills a lesson at Matthew Simpson’s birthday banquet, left, right.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang, bang, bang!

Jun Chester held Han Mills’s arm and threw him hard onto the ground.

In the end, the bangs turned into booms!

Boom!

Boom!

The large reception hall seemed to have encountered an earthquake.

Every time Jun Chester beat Han Mills, the surroundings shook, causing the entire venue to tremble.

No one dared to stop him!

After about forty or fifty throws, Jun Chester finally stopped this extremely brutal behavior.

Centered around Jun Chester, two large pits had already formed on both sides.

As for Han Mills, he had been tossed until he was dizzy.

The arm Jun Chester had held was as soft as a noodle, and other parts of his body were bleeding, especially his mouth, which was spouting blood non-stop…

The venue had already gone beyond silent.

It was so heavy that it was suffocating.

Jun Chester, like throwing away trash, tossed Han Mills aside and said to Han Mills in ventriloquism, “I am indeed the mysterious old man you think I am. I really wanted you to follow me, but now it seems that you don’t even have the ability to parry. You’re such a waste. You, a piece of junk like this, are considered a prodigy by Mycintia?”

After saying this, Jun Chester added in a normal tone, “You’ve disappointed me! Especially when you said earlier that you only used seventy percent of your strength to fight me. Now… you can stand up and attack me with all your might.”

Pfft!

Han Mills spat out another mouthful of blood.

His mind was blank.

It was as if his entire brain had been spat out from his mouth.

It was unbelievable.

Because it made no sense, how could a person be so strong?

Was it because of the Nanites he held in his hand?

He had heard that the front and back of the Nanites were engraved with supreme cultivation secrets, and it seemed that the rumors were true!

Then he looked at the other people in the venue.

Especially the gray-haired master who was in charge of opening the door at the Chronicle Spring Auction, his face was pale at this moment.

He never imagined.

The mysterious old man he thought was outside the reception hall was actually right in front of him!

Who on earth is this person? Why is he so terrifying?

Could it be that he is a cultivator who came out of that place?

That’s not impossible…

As the gray-haired master was thinking about this, Jun Chester walked casually towards Elsa Garner and asked, “Who did you say was a nobody just now?”

Elsa Garner was suffocating.

With her eyes wide open, she looked like she wouldn’t close them even in death.

And just as Jun Chester arrived in front of Elsa Garner, Elsa Garner was so scared that she fainted.

Jun Chester slightly frowned and shook his head, saying, “How boring!”

Then, Jun Chester looked towards the gray-haired master again andsaid indifferently, “I’m here to collect rent. Do you still think I’m courting death?”

The gray-haired master remained silent. Everyone present also fell silent.

Sandra Simpson had stopped laughing long ago, she was staring at Jun Chester with a stunned expression. The way she looked at Jun Chester, it was as if she had seen a ghost.

She had thought that this man she liked was powerful, but she didn’t expect him to be this powerful!

At this moment, the gray-haired elder suddenly bowed towards Jun Chester from a distance, saying, “Please forgive my ignorance. I was so blind that I couldn’t see that you were such a distinguished guest!”

Jun Chester smiled and said, “Just now you called me a nobody, now I am a distinguished guest. You really look down on me!”

The gray-haired elder’s face was extremely ugly. Yet, he didn’t dare to get angry. And where was the time to get angry now?© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Today is the Chronicle Spring Auction, and out of nowhere, this powerful individual has shown up.

And it’s very clear that he doesn’t care about Mycintia.

He came to cause trouble!

What to do next?

As the gray-haired elder was thinking about this, Jun Chester chuckled, “Actually, the matter of the rent is not urgent. If you, Mycintia, can’t produce the Nanites, you can owe it first!”

The gray-haired elder’s eyes narrowed.

Well.

Since he came to bully people, then let him stay.

He just defeated Han Mills. There are countless Mycintia masters hidden in the vast Chronicle Club.

Find an opportunity later, and everyone will attack him together.

He didn’t believe that this guy had such strong power to ignore the many masters of Mycintia.

After all, a genius like Han Mills only came to South Lordran with the goal of becoming a disciple of Mycintia!

Did he really think Mycintia had no one?

With this in mind, the gray-haired master decided to use a delaying tactic first, lowering his posture and saying, “Since the noble is so generous, then I, on behalf of Mycintia, thank the noble!”

Everyone present, without exception, did not expect that the gray-haired master would actually represent Mycintia and yield to Jun Chester, a man of unknown origin.

Who on earth is this guy?

He obviously possesses such strong power, yet he can pretend to be an ordinary person who knows no martial arts.

How did he suppress his realm?

If the hundreds of practitioners present were to attack together, could they be his opponent?

Just as everyone was thinking about this, in the large reception hall above, twenty or so tall, imposing black-robed practitioners suddenly descended and surrounded Jun Chester. Without exception, all of them were staring at Jun Chester fiercely.

Each person’s eyes were as cold as a prison, without a trace of emotional fluctuation. They looked like killing machines.

Faced with this situation, Jun Chester was slightly startled.

Because besides them, he had detected people on the stone beams above the reception hall, but he didn’t expect that their martial arts were so terrifying!

The gray-haired elder noticed Jun Chester’s change in expression, was very satisfied, and glanced at the twenty or so people who suddenly appeared here on the beams. He chuckled and said, “They are all our guests here. Step back.”

After saying that, the gray-haired elder took a few steps closer to Jun Chester, pointed at the main venue of the Chronicle Spring Auction, and said, “Master, please!”