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The Velvet-Thunder Juggernaut spoke with a slow, deliberate tone, his voice echoing through the tense atmosphere. “Royal Bay has Nash, a Profound Reality Realm expert. He can take care of seven Level Three Great-Grandmasters easily.”
He paused, then shifted the conversation with a sharp edge of doubt. “The highest level of cultivation in the Zabel family is the Grandmaster Realm. Did none of the seven Level Three Great-Grandmasters even escape?”
His words caused an icy silence among the six other Juggernauts, each one pondering the implication. The Hidden-Ghost Juggernaut’s brow furrowed deeply, and he spoke with quiet intensity. “Could it be that Nash and the Smiling Grim Reaper are two different people?”
It was a possibility that weighed heavily on their minds. Royal Bay had Nash, and the Zabel family had the Smiling Grim-Reaper. The members they sent out had not returned.
A chill ran through the group as Gingerhead Juggernaut asked the question that was on all their minds, “If we face Nash and the Smiling Grim-Reaper at the same time, what are the chances of winning?”
The Grim-Faced Juggernaut replied confidently, “We have three experts from the Profound Reality Realm, forty Great-Grandmasters, two hundred Grandmasters, and a thousand-and-thirteen Inner Energy Experts. That’s more than enough to deal with the two of them. Plus… my husband had already broken through the Mystique Loyalty Realm and is on his way over now!”
Hearing this, the tension in the air seemed to lift slightly as the others relaxed. It wasn’t a perfect solution, but it was an answer to the growing uncertainty.
The Hoodlum Juggernaut, who had been quietly watching the others, sneered. “It’ll be midnight soon. Do you think Nash is afraid to show up?”
His voice dripped with contempt as he continued, “Nash probably set the time to midnight so that he can delay and run away!”
The rest of the Juggernauts fell silent at his words. They’d traveled from Sagen, determined not to return empty-handed. The deaths of their three comrades demanded justice. Revenge would be theirs.
Simon, an eager member of the group, grinned and shoved his hands in his pockets. “If he doesn’t show, we’ll go find him! I heard the Jonford Inspection Office is closed today… No one is guarding the city!”
Taka, a man known for his arrogance, shouted fiercely, “Yes, we’ll find him… Today, we’ll kill Nash!”
The clock tower in the center of the manor struck with a deep boom, signaling that it was exactly midnight.
The Green Bamboo Association’s gaze turned toward the gates of the manor, but the expected arrival did not happen. The silence stretched on for thirty seconds, then a collective unease settled over them.
The Velvet-Thunder Juggernaut sneered. “Looks like we were played by this kid!” He had expected something more. Both parties had always been punctual in their past encounters, but now Nash was behaving like a coward.
The Hidden-Ghost Juggernaut, who had a tactical mind, muttered under his breath, “Then let’s go find him… We’ll go to Royal Bay first, then the Zabel household. We’ll annihilate him!”
Suddenly, the sounds of cars interrupted the silence.
Beep… beep beep…
A pair of high-beam lights pierced the darkness and shone directly into the faces of the seven Juggernauts. The headlights illuminated the scene in a blinding flash, and it was clear that something was coming.
From the shadows, a sleek, brand-new black Audi rolled into view.
Inside the car, Xeno’s excitement was palpable. “Shit, this is so exciting! I used the high-beam lights to shine on the Green Bamboo Association’s seven Juggernauts! I can brag about this for life!”
He honked the horn twice in quick succession, his hands gripping the steering wheel with palpable excitement.
Finn, sitting in the passenger seat, chuckled dismissively. “Look at how little you’ve accomplished in life!”
Xeno was undeterred, clearly proud of his impromptu display. “You don’t understand… The Green Bamboo Association’s seven Juggernauts have been famous for decades! Countless underground forces idolize them! This feeling is like holding a knife to the throat of the unparalleled expert you admire the most!”
Finn glanced back at Nash through the rearview mirror, an amused glint in his eye. Holding a knife to Nash’s throat? It certainly was exciting.
“Mr. Nash… are we going over there with you?” Xeno asked as he pulled the car to a stop and turned off the lights.
Before Nash could respond, Finn leaned forward, his voice firm. “Of course, we’re going with him. We’ll live and die together with Mr. Nash!” He was already preparing to get out of the car.
Nash, however, smiled a little and waved them off. “Just wait for me in the car. I’m going to show off for a bit!”
With a mischievous grin, he slipped on a new mask, making his voice sound deeper and more menacing than before.
Xeno and Finn were taken aback. They couldn’t believe that such a confident declaration had come from Nash.
The car was about two hundred meters from the Green Bamboo Association, and as the members of the group stared at the approaching vehicle, the atmosphere shifted. Everyone knew who was inside that car. The tension was palpable.
Simon and several others subconsciously tensed up, instinctively preparing for whatever was to come.
With a sharp snap of fingers, the scene seemed to freeze in time. The countdown to chaos had begun.