Chapter 579 Ill Manners


    The recent events were not a figment of the imagination!


    Emrys was truly iprehensible!


    Vaughn was momentarily stunned.


    Suddenly, he turned pale.


    It felt as if his hand had plunged into an ocean, and an immensely terrifying tidal wave surged from


    Emrys‘ shoulder, flooding into Vaughn’s arm.


    In that instant, Vaughn felt his armpletely lose all sensation, as if it had detached from his own


    body.


    The power was terrifying!


    Vaughn panicked. He was nowpletely convinced that Emrys was not just a temperer grandmaster,


    but rather, he seemed more like a cultivator!


    That’s right! He’s a cultivator!


    The force that pierced through Vaughn’s arm couldn’t have been the internal energy of a martial artist.


    It was impossible for internal energy to reach such a terrifying extent.


    It must have been the cultivator’s life energy! He’s a cultivator!


    Terror filled Vaughn’s face, and his body broke out in a cold sweat. He was on the verge of copsing


    to his knees right then and there. His throat was dry as he managed to utter, “Mr. Lund…”


    He wanted to beg for mercy.


    But at that moment, a deep voice of a middle–aged man sounded from behind. “Chancellor Diaz,


    what’s going on?”


    Whoosh!


    Vaughn felt the strength that had infused his arm recede like a tide in an instant, and his heart grew


    increasingly horrified. What kind of terrifying ability was that?


    Emrys was not to be trifled with!


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    Upon seeing the middle–aged man who suddenly appeared, the ferocity on Gilbert’s face softened. He


    walked over and called out, “Dad, what brings you here?”


    The person who arrived was none other than Gilbert’s father, Bernard, the newly appointed Guardian of


    the Jipsdale Martial Arts Alliance Headquarters.


    “I happened to be passing by this area and remembered that you were here for Chancellor Diaz’s


    promotion banquet, so I decided toe and have a look.”


    Bernard casually responded, then nced again at Emrys and Vaughn, asking, “What’s going on?”


    Gritting his teeth, Gilbert said, “There was a conflict. This man named Emrys, a temperer grandmaster,


    attacked my men. Chancellor Diaz is teaching this kid a lesson on my behalf.”


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    “Is that so?”


    Bernard’s face hardened.


    Gilbert hurriedly pulled Darrell over, pointing at his blood–filled mouth. “Dad, look at what this kid has


    done to Darrell. How can I possibly remain indifferent?”


    Bernard nced at Darrell, his gaze flickering a few times, then turned to Vaughn and asked,


    “Chancellor Diaz, you should be well aware of what transpired. Can you please fill me in?”


    Of course, he didn’t believe that Emrys would attack Darrell without any reason. So, he turned to


    Vaughn to inquire about the specific details of the incident.


    Vaughn had yet to calm down at the moment.


    Enveloped in the terrifying power of Emrys, they found themselves unable to break free.


    Upon hearing Bernard’s question, he truthfully recounted everything that had previously urred, not


    daring to show the slightest favoritism toward either party,


    Because at that time, he didn’t dare to offend Bernard, let alone Emrys.


    After quietly listening to it all.


    Aplex and inscrutable expression appeared on Bernard’s face as he turned to Emrys. He studied


    him with interest for a moment before saying, “So, you’re the one who fought to a draw with the Russell


    family’s prodigyst time, the temperer grandmaster, Emrys?”


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    Emrys did not speak.


    Bernard was not angered. Instead, he smiled and said, “I’ve long admired your reputation.”


    A while ago, the duel between Emrys and Cillian had caused quite a stir. Rumors had it that he was


    Larissa’s man. The whole affair was sensational, startling the entire martial arts circle of Jipsdale.


    Naturally, Bernard had also heard about it.


    He paused for a moment.


    Bernard turned to face Gilbert, his tone stern, and said, “You were the one who started this incident.


    You should apologize to Emrys immediately.”


    “Dad…”


    “Apologize now!”


    Bernard’s expression grew dark.


    Seeing Gilbert’s anger, he reluctantly approached Emrys. Through clenched teeth, he said, “I’m sorry!”


    “There’s no need for insincere apologies. I don’t have the patience to argue with someone as rude as


    you.”


    Even in Bernard’s presence, Emrys didn’t hesitate to scold Gilbert, using him of having ‘no


    manners‘.


    The scene fell silent once again.


    Such poor manners!


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