The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 428 Preparing to Act

"Pay up! Since you're a scion of a noble family, twenty billion should be a small matter for you," Stout said, ignoring Sheila Harvey, and turned to Mark Barber. "And you, can you come up with two billion? If you can't, you'll have some trouble today."

Mark Barber let out a sigh and headed towards the door. "Today, consider that we've disturbed you. We'll take our leave."

"Have I allowed you to leave?" Billy spoke calmly.

"What do you want?" Mark Barber turned and shot a cold glance at Billy.

"Don't you understand Glavalish? Then don't come to Glavale!" Stout responded. "Today, without two billion, you won't be able to leave anywhere."

"If you don't want to pay, everyone will have to forfeit one arm. You have two choice.," Billy added.

"Have you heard my boss?" Stout chimed in. "Two billion for one arm is a good deal!"

"I'm a member of the royal family in Nanrania. If you dare to touch me, you'll face the consequences!" Mark Barber revealed his family background, hoping to deter them.

After saying that, he walked towards the door, with Elder Thornen and several black-clad men following closely behind. Mark Barber had his own pride, representing his country for business talks, and he truly didn't believe Stout would dare to lay a hand on him.

"Elder Ruiz, we're leaving too." Sheila glanced at Billy before standing up to follow.

"Are all Nanrania's people as foolish as you?" Stout looked at Mark Barber and asked. As he finished speaking, he swung his palm, creating a howling gust of wind.

Mark Barber had the strength of a Warlord beginner, nearly two major realms lower than Stout. Therefore, he couldn't evade this palm.

Boom!

Just as he had taken a few steps forward, a muffled sound rang out, and he was sent flying. He tumbled several somersaults in the air before finally coming to a stop, coughing up a mouthful of blood as he landed.

"Young Master!" Several attendants exclaimed loudly.

Barber!" Sheila also cried out in alarm, a flash of panic

person responsible for hosting Mark Barber in Glavale, she would bear

feet, his eyes bloodshot, his anger raging. He gritted his teeth. "I formally inform you all, no matter who you are, you're

are a fool!" Stout

on Mark's side roared angrily, leading several black-clad individuals as they

course, Miss!" Although Elder Thornen, Chen, was wary of Stout's skills, he didn't dare to disobey the young mistress's orders. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website

they don't want to take action themselves, let

Stout nodded

suspense, the sound of bones breaking soon filled the air. Two elderly men and several black-clad individuals simultaneously fell to the ground, groaning in pain. Their right arms hung limply from their shoulders, clearly

finally realized Stout's cultivation, their faces filled with

didn't pay any further attention to the two and instead turned to Mark Barber and Sheila Harvey. "Is it your turn now? Will you do it yourselves, or should I help you?" "You... you scoundrel! You'll pay for your actions today!" Sheila

the other hand, Mark Barber's face turned iron-gray. He had seen Stout's strength earlier, and it was clear that Stout had intended to

have to take action

his hand, preparing

shouted, her face pale. She knew that she had no choice but to pay; otherwise,

Barber's face turned ashen. He had seen Stout's earlier display, and it looked like he was about to cripple his arm

Knight, provide them with the company's bank account details." "Stout, forget it. Just

okay. Give them the account details." Billy said with a

didn't want

I promise everything will be fine."

this; otherwise, he wouldn't antagonize them over

out her phone, dialed a number, and then began speaking rapidly. Five minutes later, four billion

Harvey asked

waved his hand. "Welcome back

make you repay this debt tenfold!" Sheila Harvey ground her teeth and spoke, every word filled with venom. Then

Mark shot a cold, determined look at Billy. Then, he walked towards

chips, or else your life will stay in Glavale." Stout

with the two elderly men and the black-clad individuals. "Dear, they

worry." Billy reassured