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Austin was depressed at the end of his life.
He was Arkham's genuine son, but he couldn't inherit any of his father's talent. His current Origin Energy, which was less than Level 10, was piled up by Arkham's money. Austin never thought that he would be as powerful as his father. In his mind, with a father who was a general to rely on, why would he work so hard? Therefore, even though the fatty looked unimpressive, he was the biggest hedonistic son of the Mosaior family. This guy idled around all day, specializing in the shady business of bullying good people.
With Arkham as his father and the support of the Bear Armor Army, even the mayor had to ask about his well-being when he saw him, let alone others. Arkham was a famous vicious man on the battlefield, while Austin was a famous villain in the city. With Arkham as his father, he could get any woman he wanted. Over time, he developed a bad habit of snatching any woman he saw that was beautiful and done with it.
Today, on the Golden Bridge, Fatty saw Adele by chance and immediately became lustful, but he didn't want to kick an iron plate. No matter how hard Austin racked his brains, he couldn't understand why this handsome, white-haired kid dared to challenge his old man. Hearing Allen ask someone to call Arkham, Austin was not surprised but happy. He was already thinking about how his father would teach this white-haired brat a lesson and then smoothly take over the beautiful girls in his hands.
However, now that he was surrounded by a crowd and being pointed at, Austin was in an extremely bad mood. For the onlookers, seeing the great villain of Mosaio being dealt with obediently was a great pleasure. Some of the more knowledgeable people in the crowd had already persuaded their companions to leave. Otherwise, when Arkham arrived, who knew what kind of storm would be stirred up on the bridge.
It had to be said that the efficiency of the Bear Armor Army was not ordinary. Not long after, a figure leaped in from the southern arch. That figure emitted a tyrannical and wild aura, like a ferocious beast baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. Arkham was clad in dark heavy armor with a scarlet cape hanging down. He rode on an exceptionally strong mutant stallion, and his hooves sounded like drumbeats as he galloped over.
Behind him, a row of Tyrant Bear Knight lined up. The Knight of the Bear Armor Army was clad in thick and heavy armor. The sharp spikes protruding from the center of the armor sent chills down one's spine. Their fearsome beast helmets completely covered their faces, causing the Knight to exude a terrifying killing intent. Arkham did not bring many Knight, only ten of them. But these ten heavy cavalry gave off the aura of an army!
Allen narrowed his eyes, picked up Gojoseon, and walked to the center of the bridge. The surrounding people hurriedly dispersed, and suddenly, the area around Allen was empty. Austin revealed a gloating smile. He wished that his father's iron hooves could trample that ungrateful white-haired brat into meat paste. Allen stopped. Arkham and the Knight behind him still had no intention of stopping. They still maintained the momentum of their charge.
At this time, Allen could already see Arkham's face, and even the subtle changes in every muscle on his face. Arkham's charge did not slow down. Allen silently raised his hand and held onto the hilt of Gojoseon's saber.
When his palm gently pressed on the hilt of Gojoseon's saber, the temperature on the bridge rose rapidly, and even the light began to change. The originally bright sunlight dimmed for no reason, and a dark red flame slowly rose, dyeing the bridge into the color of dusk, adding to the murderous aura.
Arkham's horse spat out two streams of hot air from its nostrils. Even though it was a fine breed, it could not resist the pressure emitted by the Heavenly Fire Origin Energy. The warhorse abruptly came to a halt. As for the Tyrant Bear Knight behind them, their mounts were even more unbearable, and they all let out terrified cries. Fortunately, these elite Knight's riding skills were exquisite. They all shouted loudly and suppressed their mounts, preventing them from making a fool of themselves.
Sitting high on his horse, Arkham narrowed his eyes and said, "Sir Allen has such a big attitude."
"No matter how big it is, it can't be bigger than the General's courage to treat the Imperial Army as a private army." Allen replied indifferently.
Instantly, sparks seemed to flash between the two of them. The atmosphere on the bridge was so heavy that people forgot to breathe. Only when Arkham dismounted did Allen retract his aura. The light on the bridge returned to normal, and the sound of breathing could be heard. Only then did the air seem to flow slowly.
"I've heard what happened here. Can Sir Allen return Austin to me?" Arkham pointed at his son.
Allen laughed, "I don't plan to bring him north with me. Of course I'll return him to you."
Hearing this, Austin's eyes turned, and he ran to Arkham's side. When he reached the General's side, Austin pointed at Allen with his chubby finger, "Father, you must teach this arrogant kid a lesson. You see, he hurt me, too. He hurt your poor Austin. I … "
Suddenly, the world spun, and a crisp sound rang in his ears. When Austin came to his senses after falling to the ground, he realized that Arkham had slapped him. Half of the fat man's face was swollen, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. He even lost a tooth. He stared at his father, dumbfounded. Arkham said to Allen expressionlessly, "Austin offended your woman. I wonder if this kind of punishment can be given to Sir Allen?"
"As for the accusations against our Bear Armor Army …" Arkham raised his head to look at the guards and said calmly, "Actually, they're no longer part of the Bear Armor Army. They just didn't receive any notice when they were away."
Allen nodded and smiled. "So I misunderstood. I apologize for my presumptuous words."
Seeing him bow slightly, Arkham's stern face cracked into a smile. "Then I won't take up any more of Sir Allen's time. I wish Sir a smooth journey."
Then he leaped onto his horse and pointed at a Tyrant Bear Knight. "Take that piece of trash. We're leaving."
The knight lifted Austin onto the back of his horse, turned the horse around, and left in the footsteps of the Grand General. With the main character gone, Austin's original guards had no reason to stay. They all left with dejected faces.
No one had expected the storm on the bridge to come and go as quickly as it came. He didn't expect the arrogant Arkham to show weakness for the first time this time, so the passers-by on the bridge began to guess the origins of the caravan. Allen gestured and the caravan set off again. Edward opened the curtains in another carriage and saw Allen walking to the side of the carriage. He whispered, "Your slap is loud enough. Unfortunately, he's not stupid. He didn't accuse you of using public office for personal gain."
"If Arkham was so easy to deal with, he wouldn't have been the Commander of the Bear Armor Army long ago." Allen let the horse walk slowly and said indifferently, "This time, I'll just take it as interest on his secret communication with Eric."
"Are you so sure that he's working with Eric?"
"Would you believe me if I said they had nothing to do with each other?"
Edward thought for a moment and smiled. "I don't believe you."
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