Nobilis of War

Chapter 53 Returning To The Acqua City (Part Two)

"What are you doing, master? Why are you saluting this young fellow?" Seeing her master apologize to

the young man, the girl asked out of confusion. She had no idea what just happened.

Hearing the old man's apology, Darren favored him with a sneer, "Pay careful attention to your words

and actions."

Upon receiving this warning, the old man's face flushed with embarrassment. When he perceived the

young man eavesdropping on their conversation, he just wanted to intimidate him by showing him his

spiritual power. What caught him by surprise was that the youngster's spiritual power was much

stronger than his. He tried to inspect him further to find out his real strength, but he failed. It was really

hard to fathom the strength of the youngster. Judging from the power the youngster had displayed, he

guessed he was at the fifth stage of the Spirit Realm, but his intuition also told him that his cultivation

base should be higher than what he had released.

The fact that he was completely ignorant of the young man's cultivation base surprised him a lot. And

what surprised him more was that the guy was just in his youth. He was so young but owned a terrific

amount of power! The old man reached a final conclusion on the identity of the youngster: he must be a

disciple of high status in some great sect. Realizing this, he knew he couldn't afford to offend someone

with such power, so he hastened to apologize to prevent a full blown fight. And now, since the

youngster had received his apology and didn't want any more trouble, he decided to leave quickly.

So he replied to the girl, "Nothing you should worry about. Come, we must go." After saying that, he

once again cast an apologetic look towards Darren. He then walked towards an inn along with the girl.

Staring at their backs as they walked away, Darren mumbled to himself, "Tomorrow would be a tough

day for the juniors of the Chu Clan."

Then, without any more lingering, he headed straight for the Chu Clan.

No sooner did he step into the gates of the Chu Clan than all eyes of the servants were glued on him.

"Ah! It's Mr. Darren. He has returned!" someone exclaimed.

"He might have returned for tomorrow's election. He has been away for half a year and I wonder what

he has achieved during the six months he stayed in the Ilmen Sect." All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"What he could have achieved? That's bullshit! It is said that he has become a lame duck when he

joined the sect. Maybe it's the reason why he didn't return. Maybe he was full of shame."

"Really? How could that be possible!"

Gossips rang out from the crowd.

Annoyed by the gossips, Darren decided to teach them a lesson by demonstrating what he could do to

the servant who made impertinent remarks about him. Using his mind, he forced the servant to kneel

down in front of him. The servant felt as if a mountain was placed on his back.

He couldn't figure out what was going on with his body until Darren left and the overwhelming pressure

was also lifted from his back. He kept kowtowing while begging for his life, "Sir, please forgive me!

Everything I said was wrong! I know that I should have never doubted you!"

What happened surprised everyone present. They were confused and thought the servant had gone

crazy.

Just as Darren was about to enter his former residence, a voice dripping with sarcasm came from his

back.

"Oh! Look at that! Our talent has returned!"

Turning around, Darren saw Blake, the so-called genius who he defeated with his very own hands.

"Fuck off!" Darren spit out the curse from between his teeth. In fact, he wanted to completely ignore

him.

"Isn't that fascinating! Do you think I would be afraid of you just because you're still reeking with

arrogance? Everybody knows that you have become nothing but a wreck after you went into the Ilmen

Sect. Take that arrogance off your face. I am not buying it," Blake said scornfully.

Irritated by his words, Darren was on the verge of breaking out when suddenly several figures came

over to cheer.

"Mr. Nicholas is back! It is said that after he was defeated by Mr. Darren, he joined another sect. And

now, he has been inducted to be an inner disciple of that sect!" someone complimented.

"Really? Only a martial artist at the ninth stage of Primary Realm is qualified to be an inner disciple.

Does this mean it only took a few months for Nicholas to improve his strength by a whole stage?"

another servant said with utter disbelief.

"Of course. Mr. Nicholas, though he was not as good as Mr. Darren half a year ago, had a talent at

level seven of the Yellow Degree," that servant explained.

The moment Nicholas walked in, he immediately caught a glimpse of Darren.

He put on a fake smile and walked towards him, saying, "How are you doing, Darren? You're just in

time. I was just starting to miss you."

Knowing that what he said dripped with false sentiments, Darren replied without any expression on his

face, "Surely. If I had been knocked off by anyone with a single move, I would also miss him very

much."

"You!" Nicholas was not a person who was easily angered, but at this moment, his face turned hot red

with rage. Then he shouted at him, "I heard that you had become a wreck when you joined the Ilmen

Sect. Do you dare fight me now?"

Facing Nicholas' challenge, Darren just shook his head and said calmly, "You? Who do you think you

are? Do you really think that you stand a chance against me?"

Upon finishing his words, Darren walked straight towards his residence.

"Bro, do you want me to kick his arrogant ass?" said a young man standing beside Nicholas. He didn't

like Darren's arrogant behavior.

But Nicholas stopped him and sneered, "That wouldn't be necessary! If he dares to attend the election

tomorrow, I'll beat him to his knees until he begs for mercy!"