The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 247 Trapped Inside

"Hugh, you arrived just in time. That fat guy dared to hit me. Help me teach him a lesson!" The young man who had previously yelled at Stout called out when he saw another man approaching.

The man glanced at the situation and then turned to Stout. "Bro, was your action a bit too heavy?"

"Do you have a problem with it?" Stout responded calmly.

"Since we're both martial artists, how about we find a place to spar?" The man's eyes flashed with a cold glint.

"I don't have time for that," Stout waved his hand dismissively. "If you want to fight, do it quickly. We're here to celebrate Mr Doman's birthday."

"You..." The man furrowed his brows.

"Hugh, it was actually Richard's fault earlier. Could you let it go for my sake?" Robbie Doman intervened. Mr Hines has come to celebrate my uncle's birthday. If you want to spar with this gentleman, can it wait until later?"

"Since you're asking, there's no problem," the man nodded and then looked at Stout again. "I'll wait for you. If you're a true man, don't be a coward."

After saying that, without waiting for Stout's response, he turned and left.

"Mr Hines, I apologize for the inconvenience caused earlier. I'm truly sorry." Robbie Doman said to Derek once the others left.

"Mr Doman, no need to worry about it," Derek replied with a smile. "Is your uncle at home?"

"My uncle is busy at the moment, please, Mr Hines, this way." Robbie gestured courteously.

and followed towards a nearby villa. Stout and Donald followed closely behind. "Boss, that playboy from earlier is Kenny Doman's nephew, Robbie

age, leaving him with only

are disciples of a certain sect. They rarely return

Is that so?" Billy

wonder Robbie Doman, at such a young age, had already achieved the Battle General realm. So, he was a

couldn't be underestimated. In terms of combat strength, they far surpassed the families. Many sects and aristocratic clans had existed for thousands of years, and despite societal changes, they stood firm, having their own reasons. Secret Essences and Ink Pavilion were both sects that had

wander around the vicinity?"

"Sure," Billy nodded.

deep into the estate. He could sense the faint aura of a War Grandmaster somewhere within. Though the other party might be trying to conceal their presence, they couldn't escape Billy's

of the estate. The two Warlord-level auras Stout had mentioned earlier seemed to be emanating

led by Robbie Doman, entered the mansion's

several people seated in the hall besides a middle-aged man with a square face. The eldest among them was a man in his sixties, dressed in Daoist robes, with white hair, youthful features, and a profound gaze. His aura was enveloping

eyes narrowed slightly, realizing that the elder's strength was considerable, likely at the Half-Step Warlord level.

Doman, no need for such formality," Derek glanced

sat on the sofa, with

"Tea, please." Nick gestured.

promptly poured tea

your thoughts on

a bit excessive. A wise man knows how to balance his financial pursuits. If one

by the river

"So, Mr Hines, what are your thoughts on

capability and interest to ponder matters on such a grand scale." Derek replied, putting down his

an immature idea. I'm wondering