Chapter 1088 Put On An Act With Me
Such a huge commotion had Joshua coming out of his room.
More than a dozen people surrounded Jared. Every one of them was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, their auras powerful.
Joshua studied Jared. Frowning slightly, he asked, “Who are you? Why did you barge into the manor in the middle of the night?”
“D*mn it! Why are your scripts all the same?” Jared lambasted. Then, he ordered, “Have Karl get out here! Tell him that Jared Chance is here to settle the score with him!”
The instant Joshua heard Jared’s name, his expression changed in a flash.
Never had he expected that the man Karl had been fearing these days had actually arrived.
“Mr. Gardner isn’t in residence at the moment. You came at the wrong time,” he fibbed.
“A single claim of him being away isn’t going to appease me. I want to look for him personally!”
After saying that, Jared headed into the mansion to search for himself.
“Stop him!” Joshua’s brows knitted together.
In a trice, over a dozen bodyguards surrounding Jared made their moves.
They’re all Martial Arts Grandmasters we hired at a high price. With a dozen of them, they can at least deal with him no matter how powerful he is, yes?
Alas, Joshua was soon stumped.
He witnessed the helplessness of the dozen or so Martial Arts Grandmasters hired at a king’s ransom before Jared.
Following a wave of Jared’s hand, several of them collapsed to the ground.
It didn’t even take more than three moves from Jared before all the Martial Arts Grandmasters were on the ground, no longer able to get to their feet.
Joshua whirled around to flee, but Jared reached out and lifted him.
“Where is Karl?” Jared demanded.
“Mr. Gardner… Mr. Gardner… is inside,” Joshua stammered, pointing at the mansion ahead.
Glancing at the mansion, Jared flung the man aside. Subsequently, the Power of Dragons coursed through his right palm, and his palm started glowing golden.
“Get out here!”
Inhaling deeply, Jared roared before thrusting his palm out at the mansion.
Crash!
A tornado-like force erupted from his palm and knocked down half the mansion before him.
Karl, who was initially sleeping in his room, jolted awake amidst the sound of rubble falling around him.
As an Eighth Level Martial Arts Grandmaster, he naturally wouldn’t be crushed to death so easily. But when he came out of his room, he still appeared to be in a wretched state with a layer of dust covering him.
“You finally came out, huh?” Jared remarked coldly, his eyes pinned on the pathetic-looking man.
Karl cast a glance at the bodyguards littering the ground. Inexorably gulping, he said, “It’s you, Mr. Chance? Why didn’t you tell me that you were coming to Xenhall? I could’ve gone to pick you up—”
“There’s no need to act all familiar with me, Karl. You know why I’m here.”
Jared hadn’t expected the man to be so shameless as to act all familiar with him.
“I really have no idea, Mr. Chance. You beat my men up as soon as you arrived and even leveled my house. I’m rather bewildered now,” Karl grumbled in feigned aggravation.
“F*cking hell! You want to put on an act with me, huh?”
Going off the deep end, Jared stepped forward and punched his fist out at the man.
The blow landed on Karl, and he stumbled back several steps.
If it hadn’t been for the fact that Jared needed Karl to treat Lizbeth, he would’ve taken Karl’s life with that strike earlier.
“I’m really not putting on an act, Mr. Chance. The incident at Dragon Island was a misunderstanding. It was Skylar who ordered me to do that. I have no grievances against you, right, Mr. Chance?”
Despite having suffered a blow, Karl pushed through the pain and remained smiling.
When Jared saw Karl being all amicable, admiration welled within him. I can’t believe he could still take such humiliation lying down, albeit being the Baron of the Northwest.
“No grievances against me? My girlfriend is still unconscious now. Why didn’t you remember that we had no grievances when you poisoned us?” Jared challenged, eyeing the man before him icily.
