Chapter 294 The Depths Of The Frazier n


    Chapter 294 The Depths of the Frazier n


    The man who had been hit by the slipper earlier took in a sharp breath when he heard Rupert


    Frazier''s words. The thought sent a shiver down his spine. He realized that if it weren''t for the Third


    Master stopping him earlier, he would have been in big trouble.


    Others who didn''t recognize Billy had simrly serious expressions. The fact that the King of the


    West had shown up meant that something significant was happening in the Frazier n.


    "Additionally, I wonder if Commander Gardner is here today as the King of the West or as the head


    of SHADOW?" Rupert Frazier continued after a slight pause.


    "Today, I am neither the King of the West nor the head of SHADOW," Billy calmly replied. "I am here


    representing myself, Billy Gardner."


    "What does that mean?" Rupert Frazier asked, puzzled. "Commander Gardner, what brings you


    here?"


    "I''m here to find someone." Billy replied.


    "To find someone?" Rupert Frazier raised an eyebrow. "May I ask who you are looking for?"


    "I''m looking for two people," Billy said again. "First, Estelle Stuart and second, Violet Frazier."


    "Hmm?" Rupert Frazier''s pupils slightly constricted.


    Rupert Frazier didn''t think there was any connection between Billy and the two of them.


    "Are you going to inform them toe out and meet me, or should I find them myself?" Billy asked.


    "I don''t know what Commander Gardner wants with my mother," Rupert Frazier said after taking a


    deep breath.


    "My patience has limits, I''ll give you one minute to consider. If you don''t want to go and call them, I''ll


    go in myself."


    "Commander Gardner, while you are a prominent figure in the country and a key member of the


    Ministry of War, it doesn''t mean you can do as you please. I hope you..." Rupert Frazier began to


    say, but Judge interrupted him.


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    "Thirty seconds!" Judge shouted.


    "Commander Gardner, please think it over. We are the Frazier n..." Rupert Frazier tried to


    maintain hisposure.


    "Ten seconds!" Judge continued to count down.


    "Are you trying to stop me?" Billy asked Rupert Frazier calmly.


    "If Commander Gardner insists on acting recklessly, then we have no choice." Rupert replied.


    "Time''s up!" Stout shouted this time.


    Stout''s words were barely finished when two figures quickly dashed towards the other side. It was


    Azure Fang and Frostde. They had been growing impatient and couldn''t wait any longer. They


    brandished their curved des, ready to strike.


    "Stop them!" Rupert Frazier pointed towards Billy''s direction and shouted.


    Several figures rushed towards them, their full force unleashed, all of them with formidable martial


    prowess. Even the weakest among them was a Battle God.


    "Ugh, I tried to talk to you nicely, but you just won''t listen," Judge said with a sigh, sounding


    disappointed. He then dashed towards the approaching figures.


    Night Orchid and Soul Chaser didn''t hesitate either. They drew their curved des and joined the


    fray.


    "If you insist on going your own way, don''t me us!" Rupert Frazier''s eyes showed a hint of


    seriousness. He raised his hand, and with a deep voice, shouted, "Attack together!"


    "Yes!" Hundreds of people on the scene responded in unison and surrounded the intruders.


    In the blink of an eye, the entire square turned into a battlefield. It was like a small war zone, and


    within moments, arge number ofbatantsy sprawled on the ground. Meanwhile, Billy


    continued walking towards the depths of the estate. He could sense several formidable auras


    emanating from the backyard. As for the people on the square, they were just small fries, and he


    had no interest in fighting them.


    Among the Five Sharp des, except for Soul Chaser, the other four had already reached the level


    of Warlord. Azure Fang and Frostde were even on the cusp of bing Warlords. Dealing with


    these people was well within their abilities.


    "Boss, it seems that they''re much stronger than the Leonards." Stoutmented as he followed


    Billy.


    Stout had also sensed the presence of several powerful individuals in the estate''s depths, with at


    least four of them being War Grandmasters.


    "Yes," Billy nodded. "The Frazier n has the support of the Stuarts, so they aren''t weak."


    Billy knew better than anyone how strong the Stuart family was. They were notparable to the


    organization backing the Leonards.


    "Stop them!" Rupert Frazier pointed at Billy and Stout, raising his voice.


    Four disciples of the Frazier family rushed forward. They were all Warlords, and they attacked with


    full force.


    "Foolish," Stout sneered and took a few steps forward. He raised his hand and sent out a series of


    powerful punches.


    After the dust settled, the four men were sent flying, unable to get back on their feet for quite some


    time. Their faces were filled with astonishment. None of them had expected the chubby-looking


    Stout to possess such strength. In their eyes, he was at least at thete-stage of a Warlord.


    "This is the Frazier Estate, not a ce for your recklessness!"


    Just then, a male voice rang out.


    In an instant, a blurred figure rushed forward, simultaneously unleashing a punch brimming with


    overwhelming power towards Stout.


    "Ignorant!" Stout coldly snorted, not retreating but instead surging forward with a fierce palm wind.


    Their attacks collided like two high-pressure waves, shattering a row of trees on the right side of the


    road, sending leaves flying in all directions. After a single exchange, Stout and the neer


    simultaneously retreated seven or eight steps, their strengths evenly matched.


    "Hmm?" The neer stabilized himself and couldn''t help but show surprise. His cultivation was


    at the level of a Half-Step War Grandmaster, yet he had been forced to a draw by his opponent.


    "Surprised?" Stout said nonchntly.


    "Who are you?" The man frowned.


    "Why so many words? Are you going to fight or not? If you''re not brave enough to fight, then get lost


    and stop embarrassing yourself here!" Stout taunted.


    "Furthermore, here''s some advice for you, if you attack again, you''re dead!"


    "Humph! You''re extremely arrogant! Let me see what else you''ve got!" The man, naturally, wasn''t


    going to be intimidated by a Warlord Peak-stage kid.


    As his words fell, he attacked again. His aura instantly reached its peak, unmistakably the presence


    of a Half-Step War Grandmaster. Fists and shadows danced, and a roaring wave of energy came


    pouring toward Stout like raindrops. Explosions rang out in the air.


    "If you''re so eager to die, then I''ll grant your wish!" Stout muttered under his breath. He swiftly


    dodged a round of attacks and then continued to flick his wrist.


    In the next moment, rows of silver needles shot out at a speed almost like bullets, creating a sharp,


    whistling sound.


    "Hmm!?" The man clearly hadn''t expected Stout to have this move up his sleeve. His pupils


    constricted, and he quickly raised his hand to deflect the rain of silver needles. As he managed to


    deflect thest few needles, Stout had already closed the distance to within ten meters of him.


    Then, with another flick of his wrist, a wave of special fragrance burst forth.


    "Damn it!" The man realized that the scent was no ordinary thing and quickly held his breath.


    "Toote!" Stout said calmly, simultaneously sweeping his palm towards the man.