The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 247

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 nearby villa. Stout and Donald followed closely behind. "Boss, that playboy from earlier is Kenny Doman's nephew, Robbie Doman." After Derek's group left, Judge

Doman lost his spouse at a young age,

Doman and Julia Doman are

Is that so?"

age, had already achieved the Battle General realm.

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 endured

wander around the

"Sure," Billy nodded.

War Grandmaster somewhere within. Though

in the northwest corner of the estate. The two Warlord-level auras Stout had mentioned earlier

companions, led by Robbie Doman, entered

them was a

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

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

and he and Stout sat on the sofa, with Donald

"Tea, please." Nick gestured.

dress promptly poured tea for Derek and

been rather turbulent. What are your thoughts

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 knows

they say, if you walk by the river too often, you'll

chuckled and continued, "So, Mr Hines, what are

I lack both the capability and interest to ponder matters on such a

being modest," Nick smiled slightly. "I have an immature idea. I'm wondering

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