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.

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

lost his spouse at a young age, leaving

Doman are disciples of a certain sect. They rarely

that so?" Billy raised an

had already achieved

they far surpassed the families. Many sects and aristocratic clans had

wander around the

"Sure," Billy nodded.

of a War Grandmaster somewhere within. Though the

contemplation, Billy headed to a garden in the northwest corner of the estate. The two Warlord-level auras

Derek and his companions, led by Robbie Doman, entered

they 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, dressed in Daoist robes, with white hair, youthful features, and a

narrowed slightly, realizing that the elder's strength was considerable, likely at

your presence is a 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 the moment but will be here shortly." Nick smiled and added, "Please, have a

and Stout sat on

"Tea, please." Nick gestured.

promptly poured tea for Derek

Enssea has been rather turbulent. What are your thoughts on

humble businessman. What do I know? But their actions do seem a

as they say, if you walk by the river

and continued, "So, Mr Hines, what are your thoughts on Enssea's

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

Nick smiled slightly. "I have an immature

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