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 Billy exchanged a glance and followed towards a nearby villa. Stout and Donald followed closely behind. "Boss, that playboy from

age, leaving him

and Julia Doman are disciples of a certain sect. They rarely

Is that so?" Billy raised

had already achieved the Battle General realm. So, he was a

that 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

wander around the

"Sure," Billy nodded.

glance 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

garden in the northwest corner of the estate. The two Warlord-level auras Stout had mentioned earlier seemed to be emanating from there.

his companions, led by Robbie Doman, entered

saw 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,

narrowed slightly, realizing that the elder's strength was considerable, likely at the Half-Step Warlord level. "Father, Mr Hines has arrived!"

great honor. Please accept my apologies for my absence." Nick Doman, the second in command of the family, greeted as he rose. "Mr Doman, no need for such formality," Derek glanced around the room and didn't see Kenny Doman. He then inquired, "Is Mr Kenny Doman not present?" "He's occupied at

Derek nodded, and he and Stout sat on

"Tea, please." Nick gestured.

a tight dress promptly poured tea for

has been rather turbulent. What are your thoughts

the tea cup and took a sip, "I'm just a humble businessman. What do I know? But their actions do seem a bit excessive. A wise man

you walk by the river too often, you'll eventually get

and continued, "So, Mr Hines, what are your thoughts

lack both the capability and interest to ponder matters on such a grand scale." Derek replied, putting

Nick smiled slightly. "I have an