Lord Came Back From The Battlefield

Located at the foot of a beautiful mountain in the east of the city, Cloud City, the Thunder family’s estate was vast and nestled among hills and water. It was clearly a prime spot for Feng shui (Chinese geomancy). The Thunder family had their own unique sense of pride. Even those on Cloud City’s upper echelon must greet them warmly upon seeing them. In Cloud City, the Thunder family might not be all-powerful but they were pretty close. There wasn’t much they couldn’t accomplish. However, now the mansion of the Thunders lacked its former bustling atmosphere; it was enveloped in an intense feeling of oppression.

On the square just inside the estate gates stood thousands of people. Nearly 500 were dressed in “Thundering Rock Martial Club” uniforms with cold weapons at their sides- each one tense and serious-looking; another hundred or so wore suits and sunglasses with bulging pockets that clearly held some kind of weapon; the remaining 300 had various appearances: carefree attitudes, tattoos covering most bodies, each carrying a machete.

Apart from these groups, there were two teams consisting of about 200 people each-both equally robust and imposing. These two teams belonged to other families, which were the Meyer family and the Blount family. At the forefront sat old Thunder Brothers, who were both sixty or seventy years old. Their faces were darkened by anger; their eyes deep with killing intent occasionally flashing icy glints.

“Garth,” asked Roger Meyer, the head of the Meyer family. “Who dares to cause trouble for the Thunder family?”

Brandon Blount, the head of the Blount family also looked over and he said, “For such a small matter, just let me handle it for you. Why bother doing it yourself?”

“I appreciate your offer, but I can handle it myself.” Garth replied with a slight squint in his eyes. “To be honest, I don’t even know who they are. That’s exactly why I’m worried about something going wrong and asked for your help just in case.” Garth explained further.

“You’re joking, right? In Cloud City, there’s no one that could make you worry!” laughed Roger in response.

“Garth, did you invite the Pena family leader as well?” asked Brandon after scanning around at square area.

“Of course I did. He’s probably on his way here.”

“My lord!” At this time, the steward rushed to Garth’s side quickly and said,

“The Pena family leader just called me saying that he is feeling unwell today and may not be able to come over.”

“Hmm!?” A hint of slight resent flashed through Garth’s eyes before he adjusted his emotions and showed a faint smile on his face.

“Well then, if he’s not feeling well, we shouldn’t trouble him any further. Please pass along my regards when he feels better.”

“Yes, my lord.” The steward responded before stepping back aside.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Roger and Brandon exchanged a glance with each other in surprise. “The Pena family is openly disrespecting the Thunder family!” they thought, tacitly.

Boom!

At this moment, the two heavy solid wood doors at the entrance of the mansion exploded like tofu residue, and wood chips flew everywhere. Immediately after, two slender figures appeared in the sight of the crowd. As they walked over, most people present could vaguely feel an invisible pressure. It seemed that what were walking towards them were not two human beings, but two divine dragons, which could destroy the earth when it all came to heads of them.

“Where is Tasha?” Billy asked as he walked step by step and spoke at the same time.

“You’re a bold man.” Garth took a deep breath and spoke in a threatening tone, “You dared to come here after hurting my son and daughter. You have some nerve, kid.”

As Garth spoke, he looked at Billy with piercing and malicious eyes.

“Answer me! Where is Tasha?” Billy sounded chilling.

“Kids, who are you two? How dare you come here and act recklessly? Do you know where this is?” Brandon was eager to flatter Garth and spoke while looking at both of them.

“Who are you?” Billy glanced him.

“I am Brandon Blount, Head of the Blount family from Cloud City. For your own sake, kneel, and apologize to Garth, or you’ll die here…”

“You only have one minute to consider!” Billy interrupted him. “If you don’t leave with your people, starting tomorrow, there will no longer be the Blount family in Cloud City.”

“Hmm?” Brandon was slightly stunned, then burst out laughing. “This is the funniest joke I’ve ever heard in my life. You’re too humorous!”

“Thirty seconds left!”

“Kid, you just won’t be happy until you get yourselves killed.”

“Unfortunately, you made the wrong choice. Remember what I said!”

“Kids, are you two here to joke around?” Roger spoke up.

“And who are you?”

“Roger Meyer, Head of the Meyer family! Are you gonna give me one minute to consider and let me take my people away? Otherwise, tomorrow there will be no more the Meyer family in Cloud City?”

“I’m sorry but you only have thirty seconds left!” Billy responded.

Roger Meyer laughed hysterically.

“Time’s up!” Billy spoke up.

“Boys, are you guys playing around here? That was a big friggin’ mistake!” A robust man behind Meyer roared at Billy, raised his machete and rushed over. The people behind that man also followed with machetes in hand, ferocious and fierce. Suddenly, the machetes over their heads made crisp sounds and were broken before shattering into two pieces and falling on the ground. All of them were staring in a daze at the reflective broken machete pieces in front of their feet, freezing in place as if they were trapped in magic. Shock and fear were written all over their faces. They didn’t even catch a sight of Billy’s moves.

“Hmm?”

Roger had an intense sense of foreboding. He vaguely felt that he might have just made the biggest mistake of his life; while Brandon from the Blount family froze in shock too. Brandon could be considered good enough in fights Cloud City, but he couldn’t even see when Billy made a move earlier.

“No wonder you dared to be so presumptuous here. It turns out that you have some skills. Show me, kid.” Duncan Thunder, the younger brother of Garth, spoke up.

At the same time, a man beside him handed over a giant broadsword. And then, Duncan steadily walked towards Billy.

“I am Duncan Thunder. Show me your power!”

With that said, Duncan started rotating his wrist, causing a sound breaking wind. The unstoppable broadsword drew several cold rays in the air and quickly slashed towards Billy.

All members of the Thunder family stared at Billy as if they were looking at a dead man. Everyone knew that Duncan Thunder was the first martial artist in Cloud City. With a broadsword in hand, he had never met an opponent. However, in the next moment, everyone was petrified and staring at what was happening before their eyes as if they had seen a ghost.