The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 514 Remove the Word, "Might"

As the man extended his hand halfway, a fiery sensation surged across his face.

"You dare to hit me, you bitch?" The man stood stunned for a while before yelling in anger.

Before he could finish his sentence, Harleen kicked him, and the man tumbled, hitting a table corner headfirst, causing a bloody gash on his forehead.

Witnessing this scene, the onlookers gasped in surprise. Nobody had expected such a stunningly beautiful woman to possess such remarkable combat skills.

"This is a warning. If you can't control your mouth, you won't be able to speak anymore in the future," Harleen said, paying no attention to the reactions of the crowd, as she stood near the man.

While she spoke, a chilling presence emanated from her, and the man immediately felt suffocated.

"You... I..." The man shivered, losing any hint of bravado, and clumsily got up. He hobbled toward the exit. Even if he were foolish, he understood that he had crossed paths with someone he couldn't afford to mess with.

"Who are you? How dare you come to Raven's turf and cause trouble? Do you want to shorten your life?" At that moment, several bouncers from the bar approached.

"Where's Raven?" Harleen asked with a cold tone.

"Hmm?" The leader among the bouncers furrowed his brows slightly. "Are you looking for Raven? What business do you have with him?"

"My patience is limited. Don't force me to take action. Have him come out immediately to see me," Harleen continued.

"You really have some guts to be so arrogant on Raven's turf. You don't understand..." the leader began to speak but hesitated.

Harleen slammed her hand on the bar counter before he could finish, causing the entire bar counter to collapse.

Another round of astonished gasps filled the air, and many people wore looks of shock.

Even Brigham Bush and a SHADOW operative, who had just entered the hall, were slightly taken aback. They hadn't expected Harleen to be a martial artist, and it appeared her abilities weren't to be underestimated.

"This is a warning. If Raven doesn't show up soon, you'll face the consequences," Harleen spoke to the bouncers.

"Have I hit the jackpot this year, or what? An absolute stunner shows up at my door?" Just then, a slightly playful male voice echoed.

Following the voice, a group of people emerged from the corridor. Leading the way was a man named Raven, who was in his early thirties. He had sharp features and didn't look like a kind-hearted person. Among the seven to eight men who followed him, two were clearly martial artists with cultivation levels approaching Battle General.

"Are you Raven?" Harleen asked, her gaze focused on him. She spoke in a deep tone, "You're the one who led your men to attack Liv Dalen, the CEO of SunPark Group, right?"

"Ah, so you're here for that little slut? You're here to make amends on her behalf?" Raven raised an eyebrow after a moment, giving Harleen a quick once-over.

Then, he licked his dry lips and continued, "That slut still owes me a drink. Since you're here, how about you make it up by having a few drinks with me? If you keep me company, I won't go after her." Before he could finish his sentence, Harleen raised her hand and delivered a resounding slap. The sound of a crisp slap filled the room once again.

"You audacious scumbag! How dare you!" Raven was momentarily stunned before he reacted.

He then pointed at Harleen and said sternly, "Very well! I won't let you forget who I am today. I'll make you call me granddaddy..."

Before he could finish, two more strong slaps struck him. Harleen didn't hold back, and Raven's face swelled on both sides.

"You're seeking death!" It wasn't until this moment that the people behind Raven reacted and quickly surrounded Harleen. "Should we step in?" A SHADOW member at the door looked to Brigham Bush and asked.

"Let's see for a moment," Brigham responded after a brief thought.

"Why are you all standing there doing nothing? Take action!" At this point, Raven roared, "Cripple her right away, don't let her die. I want to keep her alive!"

"Understood!" Several men, along with the security personnel, responded simultaneously and moved to attack Harleen.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In less than a minute, including the two late-stage Battle General men, everyone lay on the ground, writhing in pain.

Chins were scattered around the area.

Though Harleen had already demonstrated impressive skills earlier, no one expected her to be this formidable. It wasn't until now that they realized her identity was likely not straightforward and that she might be a young lady from some prominent martial arts family.

"Mrs Knight has such skills?" The SHADOW operative at the door looked at Brigham Bush with a face full of astonishment.

"No wonder Commander instructed us not to take action. I feel Mrs Knight's skills might surpass mine!" he exclaimed.

"Be more confident, remove the word 'might.' Even I may not be a match for her!" Brigham said with a slight twitch of his lips. He himself had reached the Warlord stage in his cultivation, but he had an inkling that Harleen's strength might surpass his.

"Who-who are you?" Raven, who had finally lost his arrogance, looked at Harleen with apprehension.

"Tell me honestly, what is your purpose in coming to see Liv Dalen? Or rather, who ordered you to cause trouble for her?" Harleen inquired.

After arriving in the capital today, she had learned the details of the situation from Liv Dalen and some of her colleagues. She had a hunch that something suspicious might be afoot. According to her colleagues, two groups of mysterious people. had visited the company in the past two days, posing as advertising salesmen and striking up casual conversations at the company's

reception before leaving. Initially, her colleagues hadn't paid much

attention to them, but after the

incident the previous night, they had

become suspicious. It was clear thatText content © NôvelDrama.Org.

those people had been targeting their company.

"What do you mean?" Raven's eyes revealed a hint of confusion. "I, I just thought she was beautiful and wanted to have a few drinks with her..."

"Don't want to talk?" Harleen interrupted him. "Then we'll see how long you can hold out."

With that said, she raised her hand and struck out, sending him flying several meters before he crashed into a table, collapsed on the ground, and coughed up blood. In the next moment, Harleen took a few steps forward and raised her foot aiming to stomp Raven's wrist.

Whoosh!

Just then, a powerful gust of wind howled in from the doorway, heading straight for Harleen's back.

"Watch out!" Brigham Bush and the SHADOW agent shouted at the same time. They hadn't expected a powerful newcomer to suddenly enter through the door. Feeling the imminent threat behind her, Harleen furrowed her eyebrows and turned around, meeting the attack with her palm.

Boom!

After a muffled sound, Harleen was

pushed back seven to eight steps, while the attacker took three to four

steps back. Harleen then cast her eyes upon a young man leading a group of people who had just entered. The one who had launched the attack was a middle-aged man beside the young man. He was under fifty, with sharp eyes and a formidable aura, at the Warlord later stage of cultivation.