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.

followed closely behind. "Boss,

age, leaving him

I understand, both Robbie Doman and Julia Doman are disciples of a certain sect. They rarely return

so?" Billy

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

aristocratic families 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

I wander around the vicinity?" Judge asked after

"Sure," Billy nodded.

of a War Grandmaster somewhere within. Though the other party might be trying

the estate. The two Warlord-level auras Stout had

and his companions, led by

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

for a moment, Stout's eyes narrowed slightly, realizing that the elder's strength was considerable, likely

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

and he and Stout sat on the sofa, with

"Tea, please." Nick gestured.

tight dress promptly poured

Hines, recently, Enssea has been rather turbulent. What are your thoughts on the matter of the three families?"

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

you walk by the river too

Mr Hines, what are your thoughts

and interest to ponder matters on such a grand scale." Derek replied,

"I have an immature idea. I'm wondering if

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