Chapter 490
Chapter 490 Yadriel And Waylon “Was my guess right?” Mnie thought that she had made the right
guess when Donald did not respond to her, and the mockery in her expression turned more intense.
Donald only looked at her with dull eyes before muttering, “I just don’t want my grandpa to be sad. Why
else would his death have anything to do with me?” “You’re absurd!” Mnie fumed. As she jabbed a
finger at Donald, she bellowed, “Get out of here right now!” The middle-aged men around them also
grimaced. “Boy, are you here to cause a scene?” However, Donald scanned his surroundings before
walking straight toward Solomon’s room. “Stop! If you take another step further, we’re not going to
show you any mercy!”
Mnie ordered. They were at the Sanchez residence, and there were plenty of mighty fighters hiding
around. In fact, there were some retired Novem Ste Warriors among them. Barely any locals dared to
come to the Sanchez residence to pick a fight. Still, Donald continued his way to the room. In the blink
of an eye, he was at the doorway, about to enter. Mnie’s scowl deepened, and she took a step to the
side, seemingly opening up a path for someone. Indeed, a man in traditional garbs and a long umbre
in his hands appeared. There were no expressions on his face, but he had a sharp gaze. After fixing
his eyes on Donald, he charged toward Donald’s back with the umbre in his hands. In the other
direction, an elderly man in a long green robe and a cane in his hands appeared. He did not have much
hair, his mustache was white, and his eyes seemed cloudy, but his presence was amanding one.
Like the umbre-wielding man, he was swift, and he was aiming his cane at Donald’s head. Those two
were retired Novem Ste Warriors, and they were close to bing Decem Ste Warriors. The
elderly man, especially, was a prominent figure from the same period as Noah’s father, Randy.
Seventy years ago at the first discovery of Quadfield, he had be the man in charge of the ce,
and he had made achievements. “Yadriel Qualls. Waylon Diaz,” Donald softly said after recognizing
them. The two narrowed their eyes a little, surprised and confused about how Donald had recognized
them. Nevertheless, they did not slow down. As a matter of fact, they came at him with even more
force. As Donald watched the two powerful attacks heading toward him, he raised his right arm. As if
his fingers were des, he tapped the end tip of the umbre. After a crackling sound, Mnie felt as if
a sh of thunder had sounded out in her head, and her world spun. The ck umbre cracked and
shattered before the pieces stabbed into the wall. Almost at the same time, Donald tapped Yadriel’s
cane in the same way he did with the umbre. That cane was also made with a rare metal found in
Quadfield, and it was extremely sturdy. Even though it was not as good as jurganite, it was certainly
much stronger than any type of metal sold in the market.
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Yet, that expensive cane was still broken by Donald with just one move. At that moment, Yadriel felt as
if Donald was a dragon waking from its sleep. Then, he felt destructive power pouring into his arms and
nearly quaking him to death. Homicidal intent manifested on Waylon’s face, and he rushed toward
Donald to swing a fist at his face. All Donald did was to lift his hand slightly to intercept the fist. With a
casual swing to the side, he sent Waylon flying. Mnie was astounded as her eyes widened. Yadriel
was a Novem Ste Warrior from seventy years ago, and Waylon was a mighty fighter from Mount
Konge.
However, the attacks from those two elite fighters had just been easily deflected by the young man. In
other words, that young man was a formidable opponent. By then, everyone was looking at Donald as
if he could decimate them all in seconds. “Who are you?” one of the middle-aged men cried out.
“Donald Campbell.” Donald then inclined his head respectfully at Waylon and Yadriel. “Apologies for my
rude actions.” Yadriel then asked, “May I know how powerful you are, young man?”