LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

“Hmm?”

Such a doubtful question echoed in Amir’s mind.

Amir was somewhat unbelieving that the rain blades he had just conjured towards Jun Chester failed to injure Jun Chester in the slightest.

“How can this be?”

Amir blurted out.

Although he spoke as such, there was not much shock in his tone.

Obviously, this was a form of acknowledgement of his own abilities.

Having lived for nearly a hundred years.

Although he only broke through the shackles of the Ethereal Core at the age of twenty-three, it was enough to look down on heroes!

After turning twenty-three…

Amir did not stop like James Garner.

On the contrary, his progress was divine speed!

By the time he reached forty years old, he had reached the realm of three coalescing cores!

Let me ask, how many cultivators in the world can do this?

As such, even if according to James Garner’s words, Jun Chester had also broken through the shackles of the Ethereal Core.

But in Amir’s eyes.

Jun Chester was just so-so.

What puzzled him now was only one thing.

Earlier, he heard from his subordinates that Jun Chester had lowered his cultivation in order to treat the forty-nine infants taken away by Ajahn Phah!

Under such premises…

Jun Chester’s strength should have dropped to at least half-step Ethereal Core!

And if Jun Chester only had the cultivation of half-step Ethereal Core…

Then he would not have been unscathed after being attacked by himself!

Thinking along these lines, Amir frowned, staring at Jun Chester without blinking, and asked again.

“How did you do it?”

Jun Chester looked down condescendingly at Amir, snorted mockingly.

“Actually, I quite admire you. As weak as a blade of grass, yet sitting here like a towering tree!”

Amir also laughed out loud.

“You don’t think that just because my probe attack didn’t hurt you earlier, it means I’m very weak, do you?”

“I’m just wondering, didn’t you lower your cultivation to go save people? But now, how does your cultivation seem to be unaffected?”

Jun Chester was too lazy to talk nonsense with Amir anymore.

Strolling casually to Amir’s front, he reached out and grabbed Amir’s neck.

Jun Chester’s action was unhurried.

Amir frowned deeply, swinging his arm back to punch Jun Chester.

But this punch he threw landed on Jun Chester’s body, it was like a baby swinging at an adult.

It hit alright.

But…

How much could it hurt?

And as Amir’s punch fell, Jun Chester’s hand also grabbed Amir’s neck.

Without seeing Jun Chester exert any effort, it was as if he just lightly squeezed.

Amir’s neck instantly narrowed by a circle.

It was just like a cylindrical sponge, suddenly grabbed tightly by a big hand.

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That was what it meant.

Amir’s neck was held in Jun Chester’s palm.

Amir’s face.

Instantly turned purplish black…

His eyeballs bulged out from their sockets.

Amir’s gaze towards Jun Chester no longer held any panic, terror or extreme fear.

His eyeballs just bulged out from Amir’s eye sockets.

Even if Amir wanted to show some expression…

He no longer had the ability.

It was at this moment that Jun Chester glanced at Amir and said lightly.

“I’m not using any strength yet.”

Amir could not even breathe anymore.

Now, Amir only had one feeling – no matter how fast his heartbeat accelerated, he could not get any blood to his brain!

Jun Chester casually let go of Amir’s neck.

Not because he softened.

Because as soon as Jun Chester casually grabbed Amir’s neck, he looked like he was about to die.

As such, how could Amir still speak?

And as Jun Chester released Amir’s neck, Amir slumped messily to the ground.

His power was still there.

But he no longer dared to exert it.

Amir’s complexion was still purplish black.

Slumped on the ground, he breathed heavily without regard for anything.

Being alive is so wonderful.

At this time, Jun Chester had already sat down on the stone stool.

Looking down at Amir kneeling on the ground, despite sitting.

Finally, Amir came to his senses.

However…

Amir did not get up from the ground, but knelt at Jun Chester’s feet, not daring to look up at Jun Chester again.

Jun Chester slowly spoke.

“I thought you were a little different from ants, but now it seems you are no different from ants.”

“I usually walk around ants, not because I’m afraid to step on them and kill them, I just don’t want to block the ants’ light.”

“After all, ordinary ants don’t hurt people.”

“But you are a little different from those ants. You look like a person, and you can hurt people!”

“If I pinch you to death, I’m afraid of dirtying my hands and dirtying this yard. If I don’t pinch you to death, I can’t avenge my little sister!”

“It just so happens that you are humane. Help me come up with an idea, how should this matter be handled?”

When saying these words, Jun Chester’s tone carried a sense of discussing and plotting with the other person, but listening in Amir’s ears, it was like a King Yama speaking to himself in front of him.

It was as if a King Yama was discussing with an ant, just which level of hell he should beat it down to.

But the problem is…

No matter which level of hell, this ant does not even have the qualifications to enter!

In the past, Amir was the assistant teacher to the owner Bradford of Garner Stonehouse.

Up until now, this identity still had not changed.

When Bradford usually sparred with Amir, Amir could handle up to a hundred moves.

Bradford could beat Amir to death.

Amir could injure Bradford.

Now it seems, in front of Jun Chester, they were both existences like ants.

An ant, even if it can speak human language, but after provoking the reverse scales of a King Yama, would it dare to speak human language?

It would not dare.

At this moment, Amir’s body trembled uncontrollably.

Not daring to speak.

Not daring to think.

Not even daring to breathe.

Afraid.

Seeing that Amir did not even dare to speak, Jun Chester lightly reminded.

“I’m asking you a question.”

“Help me think, what should I do with you.”