Boom!
Billy's words had barely finished when an overwhelming force exploded on the third floor of the tower. The entire three-story structure was ravaged as if hit by a hurricane, and the roof was lifted halfway into the air, creating a terrifying spectacle.
"War Emperor realm!?" Stout's pupils slightly contracted as he quickly retreated a distance away. While retreating, he shouted loudly, "Boss I leave this old monster to you. Don't hold back, beat him until he can't recognize himself!"
His words had barely left his lips when a powerful gust of wind, like a blade, came hurtling toward him.
"You've got quite the temper, just a few words and you're already losing your cool!" Sensing the impending danger behind him, Stout quickly dove to the side. He met the grassy ground head-on, barely avoiding the attack.
"You better not end up in my hands, old man, or I'll strip your pants off and give you a thrashing!" Stout, getting up and brushing grass off his mouth, threatened.
Meanwhile, at a distance of a hundred meters from Billy, a shadowy figure appeared. She was in her seventies, wearing a robe, with a gaze as sharp as ice and an aura of boundless killing intent.
"What kind of creature is this? A woman!?" Seeing the newcomer, Stout called out, "You can't really be that Estelle Stuart, can you?"
"Didn't you say you'd strip someone once you got a hold of them? I'll hand you over later!" Billy replied with a straight face.
Stout shivered with dread. He shook his head vigorously, looking like he'd rather not.
"No, boss, you can just finish him off. Don't be polite." Stout said, completely avoiding the situation.
The newcomer was indeed Estelle Stuart, the elder of the Frazier clan. Her eyes, icy cold, locked onto Billy after briefly sizing him up.
Just then, a hurried set of footsteps echoed. Soon, the current head of the Fraziers, Iain Frazier, led five core members of his family over, including the previously mentioned Rupert Frazier.
"I'm sorry, mother, the outsiders disturbed your cultivation, please forgive us, Mother!" Iain Frazier, and his brother approached Estelle Stuart with bowed heads, and the others also deeply bowed.
Everyone's eyes as they gazed at the old woman contained a strong sense of reverence, and they dared not make a sound, feeling apprehensive and respectful.
"Are you the so-called Commander Gardner from the west territory?" Estelle ignored her sons and the others and coldly addressed Billy.
"I don't know what the Frazier clan did to provoke you and make you go on a killing spree here?"
"I'm here to inquire about an old matter." Billy asked calmly.
"What do you mean?"
"Five years ago, a family surnamed Miles in Ozin, was annihilated overnight. Does this incident still ring a bell?" Billy asked again, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. He rarely smoked these days, only doing so when his emotions were getting the better of him.
"Hmm!?" Estelle's pupils contracted slightly.
Including Iain Frazier and others beside her, they all trembled, their faces showing astonishment. "How does Commander Gardner from the west know about that incident? Moreover, from his tone, it seems like he has come for that matter. What's his relationship with those people?" They thought.
"Judging by your expression, it seems you still remember?" Billy took a drag of his cigarette.
"Who are you, exactly?" Estelle frowned again, a trace of unease rising in her heart.
"Mother, we'll accompany you!" Iain Frazier and the others shouted simultaneously.
Among them, these few individuals had respectable martial prowess. Iain Frazier was already a Tier-one War Grandmaster in his own right, and the others were at the later stages of Warlord.
"Everyone, step back!" Estelle Stuart's voice turned cold as she drew her own sword while speaking.
"Mother..." Iain Frazier began again.
"Didn't you hear what I said?" Estelle Stuart's tone grew heavier, and a chill spread. "Step back!"
"Yes!" Iain Frazier and the others shivered and quickly retreated to the side.
"I gave you a chance, and you didn't appreciate it, so don't blame me!" Billy flicked away his cigarette and pulled out the Bloodshadow Fury Blade.
"Bring it on!" Estelle Stuart roared angrily.
Boom!
In the next moment, a formidable aura surged, and the oppressive might of the War Emperor realm once again enveloped the entire space, causing Stout, Iain Frazier, and the others to involuntarily retreat several hundred meters away.
"Stuart Sword Art!" Estelle Stuart called out again.
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