Lord Protector Novel

Soon, Barnaby entered the hall, surrounded by a group of people.

Barnaby was a man with a wide and muscular body. His arms were thick as if he were an ape, and the aura he exuded was suffocating and pressurizing.

As expected of a master.

The moment he entered, Morgan whined, “Uncle, I’ve been beaten up. You have to serve me justice!”

Barnaby glared at Morgan and scolded, “You’re a man. How can you be on your knees and sobbing? You’re an embarrassment to the martial artists! Get up right now!”

Morgan continued, “Uncle, my leg and arm’s broken. I can’t stand up.”

“What?” A vein on Barnaby’s forehead popped. “How dare anyone hit my nephew? Whoever they are, they’re playing with fire! Did you not tell your opponents that you’re Barnaby Claymoore’s nephew?”

Morgan muttered, “I did. But instead of stopping, he even said he’ll strip you of your title!”

“This is preposterous!” Barnaby slammed his fist on the table.

The marble table started cracking under his fist, and in an instant, the entire table collapsed in ruins.

Everyone gasped in shock, their eyes widening.

They were stunned by the murderous aura that Barnaby exuded.

“I want to take a look at that daring man who claims he’ll strip me of my title.”

Morgan was about to point out Zeke when Eclipse interrupted, “Barnaby, it’s been a while. How have you been?”

Barnaby turned to look at Eclipse in surprise.

“Eclipse from Rivermouth? What a coincidence.”

“Let’s sit down and talk,” Eclipse said.

Barnaby nodded. Right before he sat down, he suddenly thought of something and asked coldly, “Eclipse, what do you want to talk to me about? Don’t tell me that you know who’s the one trying to strip me of my title, and you’re going to ask me to spare his life. I’ll warn you now. I don’t care who speaks on his behalf. I’ll definitely skin that arrogant man alive!”

Eclipsed sighed, “What if I insist on protecting him?”

Without hesitation, Barnaby uttered, “Then I’ll skin you alive as well.”

It was obvious that he felt only disdain toward the prominent figure of Rivermouth.

Eclipse was now infuriated with him.

Regardless of everything, he was still Barnaby’s senior. No one could tolerate being looked down on by a junior.

In a placid tone, he said, “Barnaby, don’t you think you’re being a little too conceited? Do you remember losing to me ten years ago? You were the loser, but now you think you can skin the winner alive. This is the greatest joke I’ve heard all day!”

Barnaby scoffed, “A true hero won’t speak of their past achievements. Now, I’m someone you can’t cross. An old man like you should go home and prepare your coffin.”

Barnaby scoffed, “A true hero won’t speak of their past achievements. Now, I’m someone you can’t cross. An old man like you should go home and prepare your coffin.”

In other words, Barnaby was mocking that Eclipse was old and useless now.

Eclipse hummed, “Is that so? I’d like to see with my own eyes why I can’t cross you.”

“Haha! Good. I look forward to it. Move out of the way!”

The crowd parted enthusiastically and left a large empty space for them.

One was a master in Eurasia, and the other was the top assassin in Rivermouth. It was an honor to see either of them in action.

Hence, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to witness the two elites exchanging blows.

A worried look crept past Hades’ face.

“Eclipse, you-”

Eclipse shook his head in his direction.

“I’ve made up my mind, Hades. There’s no need to waste your breath on me. No one can give one respect. One has to earn it oneself.”