Female Novel
Chapter 339
Boom!
After the dull noise sounded, Kyrie and the shadow took three steps backward.
The shadow was none other than Gunnar’s grandfather, Abel Flynn. In terms of both status and power,he was on par with Kyrie.
“Abel, you stubborn old man! Don’t you feel ashamed for sneaking an attack on a young man?” Kyriewas furious. Thomas was the man his deceased friend had entrusted to him, but now, Thomas wasgravely injured because of Abel’s punch. If he realized this any later, Thomas would be dead meat bynow. If that happened, what would he say to his deceased friend in the afterlife?
“Ugh!”
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out of Thomas’ mouth. In an instant, he was covered in blood. Hisface and clothes were bloody, which was a stark contrast to his deathly pale face. Meanwhile, his eyeswere filled with hatred as he glared at Abel.
He was so focused on torturing and killing Gunnar that he hadn’t noticed someone creeping up behindhim. Even if he had noticed Abel, it wouldn’t have changed anything. Abel was so strong that he sentThomas flying at a distance equivalent to several streets. It would be a piece of cake for Abel to injureThomas.
When Thomas heard Kyrie’s words, he sneered. Just as expected, he was a member of the FlynnFamily. Nonetheless, it made sense. Save for the Flynns, no one else could’ve done something asshameless as attacking someone from behind.
Even though Thomas was suffering from the side effects of toning up his body, it wasn’t entirely a badthing. His body had turned extremely resilient. If not, that single punch from Abel would’ve killed him.
“Thomas!”
Olivia couldn’t contain her emotions anymore and she dashed into the arena like a gust of wind. Shethen grabbed Thomas’ arm, her tears streaming down her face like raindrops.
Abel ignored Kyrie as he produced a pill from his pocket, then tossed it into his grandson’s mouth.
“Ack!”
The mysterious pill Abel fed his grandson seemed to have revived the man. In a few seconds, Gunnarmanaged to recover himself.
“Grandpa, Grandpa… Avenge me! Kill Thomas for me!”
Gunnar felt extremely lucky. He initially thought that he would die by Thomas’ hand today, but at themost crucial moment, his grandfather descended from above and rescued him. Since things had turnedout like this, he wouldn’t let Thomas off the hook just like that! Thomas had to die!
“Don’t talk. Adjust your breaths,” Abel said, then raised his head and looked at Thomas suspiciously.
He had used 70 percent of his skill in that punch just now, but surprisingly, it didn’t kill the young man.What was going on?
Kyrie passed Thomas to his grandson, then rolled up his sleeves as he said, “Abel, quit pretending likeyou’re mute. You know the rules of the Travis Family. Without our permission, no one can fight on ourfamily grounds. You not only fought, but you also shamelessly attacked Thomas from behind. What doyou mean by this? Are you trying to declare war on our family?”
Abel glanced at Kyrie in disdain. Declare war? Who was Kyrie trying to intimidate? How could familiesin a position like the Flynns and the Travises start a war just like that? If they truly started a war, theentire Droycore would be thrown into chaos!
“Stop strutting around, Kyrie! I was forced to do it, but so what? Do you think I’d just sit by and watch asmy grandson dies on your family grounds? If the descendants of your family took Gunnar’s place today,would you just let them die? Moreover, this is your territory, so why didn’t you let Reuben save mygrandson? Are you doing it on purpose?”
When Kyrie heard Abel’s words, he laughed in anger. Abel had truly widened his horizons today. Henot only sneaked an attack but was now trying to blame things on other people! He was supposed tobe a well-known, prominent figure, but all that effort amounted to nothing!
Kyrie extended a finger and pointed at Abel. “Firstly, it was your grandson who suggested the duel tothe death. If I’m not mistaken, he’s 25 this year, right? He’s no longer a little child, so he has to takeresponsibility for his actions. He isn’t strong enough, so if he dies, he only has himself to blame.Secondly, these circumstances will never befall the descendants of the Travis Family, for we don’t haveuseless descendants like yours!”
“Nonsense!”
When Abel heard Kyrie boldly calling his grandson useless, he couldn’t hold it in anymore and said withall abandon, “Okay, so I saved my grandson and attacked Thomas from behind. So what?”
Rules like the duel to the death and being forbidden to fight on the Travises’ grounds without theirpermission were just nonsense. So what if they were rules? Weren’t they set by humans in the firstplace?
“Are you seriously asking me that question? Alright, then, I’ll tell you what’s going to happen!”
Kyrie took two steps forward, releasing his roaring aura without refraining. Everyone present only feltan unusual sense of pressure as if a mountain was weighing on them.
Kyrie’s terrifying might was as clear as day!
When Kyrie thought about it, he realized that he hadn’t fought in two decades, but Abel had gone toofar today. He didn’t mind teaching this old b*stard a lesson.
Seeing that Kyrie had gotten serious, Abel frowned deeply. In terms of power, Kyrie was on par withhim, but in terms of family status, the Travises were securely ahead of the Flynns. After all, the hiddenforces behind the Travises were much stronger than the ones behind the Flynns. If Abel were toengage in a full-blown fight with Kyrie, it would spell trouble for him.novelbin
Was Kyrie out of his mind? Was he seriously going to fight Abel for the sake of a youngling?
Who exactly was Thomas, then? It was true that Thomas could defeat Gunnar despite his young age,which was proof of his capabilities, but it wasn’t a good enough reason for Kyrie to get so worked up forhis sake.
“Mr. Travis, allow me!”
Before Kyrie could act, Thomas spoke up behind him.
Thomas was the one who injured Gunnar, and he was also the one Abel had attacked from behind. Nomatter how he looked at it, the events that happened today concerned him, and the Travises weren’tinvolved at all. There was no reason for the Travises to interfere.
“Thomas!” Olivia tightened her grip on Thomas’ arm. He was already gravely injured, so how could hefight anymore? Didn’t he know how worried she was for him?
Thomas forced a smile on his face as he reached out and touched Olivia’s beautiful face. “Don’t cry.You look better when you smile. Don’t worry, I’m fine. I’ll rest for a few days after this. I’m made of iron,after all.”
Olivia gazed at Thomas affectionately, staying silent. If it were possible, she earnestly wished that shecould endure Thomas’ suffering in his place.
The Flynns and the Wilkersons walked into the arena and stood behind Abel. Abel passed Gunnar,who was in his arms, to his son, then stared warily at Kyrie.