A sudden voice made Long Aotian, who was sitting alone in a corner drinking, perk up.
King Hughes narrowed his eyes, looking towards the entrance.
At this moment, an old man dressed entirely in white robes slowly walked in. His steps were slow, and he seemed to walk with great effort, appearing somewhat strained.
This gave a strong illusion that the National Prince could jump up and smash his head.
"Who is this person?" Dark Spirit asked, appearing like a ghost beside King Hughes.
"Douglas, the Royal Guard Captain of Great Britain," King Hughes replied calmly.
"This person isn't dead yet?" Dark Spirit was surprised.
"Aren't you not dead yet either?" King Hughes retorted.
Douglas, the Royal Guard Captain of Great Britain, was also the strongest person in Great Britain.
Of course, this did not include the current Dula Bide, who had transformed and could not be compared.
Dark Spirit ignored King Hughes's remark and asked, "How do you compare in strength to him?"
"I have a 60% chance of winning against him," King Hughes said indifferently.
"Then he's just a useless piece of trash," Dark Spirit mocked.
King Hughes immediately glared at him. Wasn't he just insulting himself as well?
Kane, who had been kneeling and kowtowing, stopped his actions and turned to look at Douglas, who was walking towards them step by step.
His face lit up with joy, then dimmed again. Douglas was strong, but he might not be able to defeat King Hughes.
"Wanna play or not? Why is another half-dead old man showing up?" the National Prince said as Douglas approached.
"This old man is very strong," Zhou Gangyi said, propping up his chin.
"Are you perhaps pretending to be ignorant? In our eyes, he's still considered strong?" Qin Dou asked.
Zhou Gangyi chuckled awkwardly and said, "That's true. My master could finish him in one move."
The others continued to joke around, not taking it seriously at all. After following Xia Feng for so long, their perspective had become extraordinary. They themselves had no real skills, but they looked down on anyone who came.
Just like in reality, after browsing Douyin for too long, anything less than a hundred million felt like pocket change, yet they'd check their pockets and find only three dollars and sixty-five cents.
"King Hughes, grant me some face, and let this matter be dropped, how about it?" Douglas said cordially as he approached King Hughes.
"No," King Hughes shook his head resolutely.
It wasn't his decision; he was just a messenger.
Seeing King Hughes refuse so decisively, Douglas was stunned for a moment.
"Haha... I haven't been out for a long time, so it's normal for my face not to be useful anymore," Douglas said to himself.
"When you're old, you should stay home and wait to die. Why come out and court death?" King Hughes taunted mercilessly.
"Let's go. This is not the place to fight. Let's determine the victor before discussing anything else," Douglas said calmly, looking at King Hughes.
He had humbled himself to ask for consideration, and King Hughes had refused without hesitation. Thus, the only option was to settle it with their fists.
"No. Someone will handle you, right here," King Hughes refused directly, crossing his arms.
Who had the time to fight for a long time to determine a winner?
What was needed was a crushing defeat, an effect that would shake people's hearts, letting them know that they were all trash.
"Hmm?" Douglas was taken aback, a look of confusion on his face.
King Hughes ignored him and glanced at Long Aotian. Following King Hughes's gaze, Douglas saw Long Aotian cutting beef with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other.
Afterward, he picked up the red wine on the table, took a sip, and slowly wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"Considering your age, I'll give you one chance to make a move," Long Aotian said, turning to Douglas after finishing his actions.
King Hughes watched with a smile, enjoying the show.
"I've lived this long, and this is the first time I've seen such an arrogant Hua Xia person. If you had this ability back then, you wouldn't have been bullied," Douglas said calmly, looking at the arrogant Long Aotian.
Seeing that Douglas had brought up the past, Long Aotian slowly stood up and said, "Since you've brought up the past yourself, I shall take your life as a warning."
With that said, Long Aotian leaped forward and attacked Douglas, his hands reaching out like a tempest towards Douglas's neck.
Douglas, shedding his frail old man persona, erupted with fierce energy and raised his hand to block.
Unfortunately, he had underestimated Long Aotian's strength and overestimated himself. Long Aotian's power had undergone a complete transformation after he entered the ranks of cultivators.
Long Aotian completely ignored Douglas's arm, broke through his defense, and grabbed Douglas by the neck.
This move of grabbing by the neck was something Long Aotian had learned from Xia Feng. He felt it was very imposing and showed off his might.
Truly, the master taught the disciple accordingly.
In a flash, Douglas was caught by Long Aotian. Douglas's face turned red, and he was unable to speak.
"The Hua Xia that was once bullied no longer exists. It is now the Eastern Dragon, and you cannot provoke us. I will personally send you away as a sacrifice to the heroic spirits who were slaughtered by you in the past."
With those words, Long Aotian snapped Douglas's neck and casually threw him to the ground.
This time, Long Aotian's strike was even more suffocating. Prince Kane almost wet himself. Fortunately, he hadn't stood up. He hadn't expected there to be an even more powerful Hua Xia person present than King Hughes, no wonder King Hughes treated the Hua Xia girl as his superior.
Kane finally understood and quickly continued to kowtow with all his might.
*Thud, thud, thud...*
The entire hall echoed with the sound of Kane's kowtowing, a sound that chilled the soul.
"Alright, the show is over now, right? No one else is going to show up to get their faces slapped, are they?" the National Prince's voice rang out.
"Probably not. That old man looked impressive when he appeared, all show and no substance. He was still taken down in one move," Qin Dou sneered.
Huang Heng was completely shocked. "Team Leader Long is awesome, attacking to kill if you disagree."
"Lin'er, do you still want to go to the auction?" the National Prince asked Xia Lin.
"Forget it, let's go back. Everyone has lost interest," Xia Lin shook her head. The twists and turns had completely extinguished their interest.
"Okay," the National Prince nodded. Everyone got up and prepared to leave.
"You handle the aftermath here," Zhou Gangyi said, patting Ying Lun Bide on the shoulder as they were leaving.
As the group of Hua Xia people prepared to leave, no one dared to step forward and say anything more.
They were just that arrogant, insulting them on their own turf, trampling on their dignity, and killing their people, yet what could they do?
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as Xia Lin and her group left.
At this moment, Ying Lun Bide finally took out his phone and called his grandfather, explaining what had happened.
Dula Bide listened and said calmly:
"I'll go to the palace myself and make the royal family apologize. Otherwise, they will never have peace, and they will wait for my revenge."
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(PS: It's extremely cold, and my hands and feet are freezing while typing. I've written two chapters. Please stay warm, especially our friends in the south. It's all about willpower.)