Every single one of the guests got to their feet at Arthur’s appearance. “Mr. Sanders!” they greeted. Jared had not foreseen Arthur’s arrival and was astonished.
“Mr. Sanders, what brings you here today?” Jared inquired as he came up to Arthur briskly.
“I’d be remiss to forego personally congratulating Jadeborough’s youngest sect founder.” Arthur quirked his lips.
Jake had a gloomy look as he caught sight of Arthur but still addressed him courteously, “Mr. Sanders.”
Arthur’s gaze raked him up and down before he uttered dismissively, “Scram.”
Jake silently pulled Skylar along and hastily departed. Arthur’s presence added to Jared’s glory as he
was said to be exceptionally caring toward the latter. However, it seemed there was much more to it than just plain care and concern.
Even Verner and the other young and talented fighters were green with envy at Arthur’s attitude toward Jared.
“Do take a seat, Mr. Sanders,” Jared Invited.
“Thank you for the offer, but I’ll pass. I wouldn’t
want to spoil everyone’s appetite.”
Mr. Sanders smiled mildly and continued, “The reason I came here was to inform you that the Watanabe family has set foot on our shores. They’ll be issuing you a challenge, which I trust you’ll see fit to deal with.”
Jared’s heart dropped. He hadn’t expected the Watanabe family to have not given up after this long. Little did Jared know that they’d been scheming about ways to enter Chanaea and assassinate him. However, their attempts were thwarted by Arthur’s men at the country’s borders.
He nodded. “I’ll keep that in mind, Mr. Sanders.” Arthur didn’t tarry for long and left soon after conveying his message.
“Jared, Mr. Sanders sure treats you well. I’m sure Deragon Sect will have a bright future now that we’ve gotten his official stamp of approval,” Verner remarked enviously.
At first, he admired Jared’s popularity among the opposite sex, but he’d now shifted it to the preferential treatment the latter received from the higher-ups.
Anyhow, Jared was the target of everyone’s envy.
“I’m more eager than ever to challenge you now after knowing about your widespread acclaim in Jadeborough,” Marcelo declared ardently.
He would garner even more fame in the martial arts world if he could defeat Jared.
Jared was about to speak when he was disrupted by a commotion at the entrance, followed by the sight of several martial trainees being hurled through the door.
Jun, dressed in a samurai’s armor with a katana in hand, strolled in. Everyone’s gaze turned vicious at the sight of a Jetroinian. Jun was not the least cowed by their stares.
“Whichever one of you here is Jared Chance? Reveal yourself!” Jun’s eyes swept across the crowd. “As a representative of the Watanabe family, I, Jun Watanabe, hereby challenge you to a duel!”
Jared’s brows furrowed. He hadn’t expected that scoundrel to pick this day of all days to challenge him, and his mood soured.
“Who do you think you are? Get lost! How bold of you to assume you’re good enough to issue a challenge to Mr. Chance!”
One of the guests got to their feet and raised his voice at Jun.
Jun tightened his grip on his katana and brandished it, the cold gleam of his blade like a wolf primed to pounce on its prey.
The guest barely had time to react before a fresh wound appeared on his neck. The next instant, his entire body tilted forward. Jun appeared as if he’d not moved an inch!
Everyone jerked to their feet at this blatant show of violence. Jared got into a fighting stance and trained his baleful gaze on Jun.
However, Marcelo leaped into the air just as Jared was about to begin his attack. “How dare a mere ronin from Jetroina do as he wishes!”
A terrifying aura instantly emanated from Marcelo and surrounded Jun.