Chapter 1119 Debate
“Are you worried that I have lost my mind and don’t recognize you?” Jared teased.
Relieved that there was nothing mentally wrong with him, Lizbeth rolled her eyes and retorted, “I’m not worried about that at all.”
After stuffing Koichi and the rest into the pots, Axton inquired, “My Lord, what should we do with them?”
Staring at the group who were on their last legs, Jared sneered, “Send their picture to the martial arts forum. I want everyone to see what has become of the assassins sent by Jetroina.”
Axton opened his mouth to remonstrate but decided against it in the end.
“Jared, don’t lose your moral compass,” reminded Rayleigh, who had just arrived.
“Mr. Deragon, don’t worry. I know where to draw the line,” Jared reassured him with a nod.
Although Rayleigh didn’t comment further, his reluctance to show Jared the video intensified after seeing what the latter had just done.
In the event he did, Jared would definitely lose it and confront the Deragons.
Soon, a debate arose within the martial arts forum.
Some agreed with Jared’s methods, while others objected to it.
The difference in opinions led to the martial arts forum being split into two factions that argued vehemently with each other:
This kid, Jared, has really got guts. Let the samurais from Jetroina have a taste of their own medicine.
Well done. Those Jetroinians had it coming.
Jared is being too cruel. Regardless of the reason, one shouldn’t do something like that. It’s just too inhumane.
Are you a saint? Have your ancestors never been massacred by Jetroinians before?
The debate on the forum became so heated that it almost spilled into a fight in real life. Fortunately, the topic was shut down in time, gradually bringing calm back to the forum.
Meanwhile, at the Warriors Alliance in Jadeborough, Zion had a sullen look on his face. He was deep in thought after seeing the pictures Jared shared and reading the comments in the forum.
With a fearful expression, Warren warned, “President Zeigler, we cannot allow him to live. Given how ruthless he is and that we have no idea about the true extent of his strength, I’m worried that he might end up posing a threat to us in the future.”
Warren was well aware of the hostility Jared harbored for him, especially since he was responsible for Josephine’s kidnap.
At the rate Jared’s investigations were progressing, the next one to be killed might very well be him.
“You should think of a way to dispose of him. Those samurais from Jetroina are really useless,” Zion ordered with a solemn expression.
“All right. I’m on it.”
Warren nodded before leaving.
At the same time, Ryker and Derrell, who were in the living room of the Deragon residence, also saw the forum’s contents.
Derrell was the one who brought news about Jared’s presence at the Medicine God Sect to Ryker who then relayed it to the Warriors Alliance.
Otherwise, the Jetroinian samurais wouldn’t have found their way there.
“This kid called Jared seems to be pretty talented to be able to defeat five Jetroinian samurais at such a young age. I wonder who might his master be? It’s unfortunate though that his methods tend to be cruel.”
Derrell surprisingly began to admire Jared. After all, it was rare for such a young martial artist to possess so much power.
In the meantime, Ryker didn’t comment as he stared intently at the samurais who had their limbs severed and were soaked in jars.
Jared’s savagery had struck fear into Ryker and also filled the latter with a sense of crisis.
All he wanted now was for Jared’s life to be ended, for the speed at which the latter’s strength was growing had exceeded his expectations.
“Master Derrell, please take care of Edgar’s injuries. Once he has fully recovered and achieved the rank of Martial Arts Marquis, you can then send him home.”
Ryker wanted Derrell to treat Edgar’s injuries and help the latter elevate his skills.
For some inexplicable reason, he was worried that Edgar would be killed by Jared due to not being strong enough.
