Chapter 394: Chapter 392: 392: Shocking the Entire Audience_1

Glen Wolfe’s face showed a trace of solemnity; he had thought that he would only need to make an appearance to get a Nine Revolutions Muscle Changing Pill, but judging from the current situation, he might have to take action.

After all, he had already promised Curtis Milton, and to go back on his word now would undoubtedly offend Healington.

Moreover, the Wolfe family was the host of the exchange meeting, and if anything happened to Curtis Milton here, Healington would definitely hold the Wolfe family accountable.

Thinking of this, Glen Wolfe couldn’t help but turn his head to look at Curtis Milton beside him.

Curtis Milton was already scared stiff, his face pale as paper, staring blankly at Luke Barnett’s corpse, his lips trembling.

“Kill him, quick, Glen Wolfe, kill him and avenge Elder Luke…”

Glen Wolfe frowned slightly and slowly walked down from the podium, approaching Greg Jensen, and said in a deep voice, “Young man, you’re in big trouble.”

“Heh, am I?”

Greg Jensen scoffed, “Someone has slandered me under the pretense of theft, but in reality, they just want to snatch my Elixir Prescription. What can I do about it? Hand over my family’s Elixir Prescription to them?”

He suddenly raised his head to look at Curtis Milton standing on the high platform, his eyes brimming with more mockery.

Curtis Milton swallowed hard and said with a fierce look belying inner turmoil, “You say the Elixir Prescription isn’t stolen by you, just come back with me and explain things clearly. Why did you have to kill Elder Luke?”

“Explain things clearly? If I return to Healington with you, will things still get clarified?”

Greg Jensen scoffed again, pointing at Luke Barnett on the ground and saying, “He wanted to kill me; should I just willingly submit to death?”

“Enough talk, let’s settle this with our skills,” said Glen Wolfe in a stern voice.

Greg Jensen turned his head back, a look of arrogance appearing on his face, and said indifferently, “Scram. I’ve already killed one today; I don’t want to kill you.”

“How arrogant!”

Glen Wolfe’s face darkened, ready to make a move.

Even as a Half-Step Grandmaster, he was still a Grandmaster. Since he became a Half-Step Grandmaster, hadn’t everyone treated him with courtesy?

Even in front of Grandmaster Lu Jin, he wouldn’t have to endure such humiliation!

Below a Grandmaster, all were as ants; above the Grandmaster, let’s speak with strength then.

“Obstinate fool!”

Seeing Glen Wolfe poised to begin, Greg Jensen could only sigh helplessly.

“I just wanted to cultivate in peace and quiet; why must you all force me?”

His expression grew colder, and he beckoned Glen Wolfe over, saying, “Come on then, let’s see what you’ve got.”

Enraged, Glen Wolfe said in a deep voice, “Arrogant brat, I’ll show you the prowess of the Wolfe Family Kung Fu!”

No sooner had his voice fallen than he had dashed forward with small, quick steps, followed by a seemingly light palm strike aimed at Greg Jensen’s face.

This palm strike was silent and seemingly effortless, yet it stirred up currents of True Qi, enough to seriously injure if not kill on impact.

Greg Jensen looked indifferent, “These moves of yours can’t hurt me!”

Repeating his prior tactic, he summoned his Golden Sword Technique, his fingertip immediately gathering a strand of Sword Qi, which he flicked towards Glen Wolfe.

“An Innate Grandmaster?”

Upon seeing this, Glen Wolfe was instantly terrified, forcibly reversing his Cultivation Technique to halt his momentum.

The Wolfe family’s ancestral Cultivation Technique was known as Cotton Palm, capable of both attack and defense, with many variations.

Since Luke Barnett had died, Glen Wolfe was extra cautious; his palm strike carried only thirty percent strength, leaving seventy percent for adaptability.

Fortunately, he had reserved some flexibility; seeing the Sword Qi coming towards him, he was willing to risk internal injury to abruptly stop his movement, narrowly avoiding the Sword Qi.

“Eh!”

Greg Jensen, seeing this, couldn’t help but feel somewhat surprised and shot another Sword Qi at him.

Thump!

Seeing another Sword Qi rushing towards him, Glen Wolfe didn’t hesitate; he bent his knees and shockingly knelt on the ground.

The Sword Qi passed over as he made this move!

“Grandmaster Wolfe above, please accept Glen Wolfe’s bow. I did not know your status as a Grandmaster earlier, and if I have offended you, I ask Grandmaster Wolfe for your forgiveness.”

The venue fell silent once again!

After a moment, the crowd burst into an uproar.

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“Grandmaster, he is actually a Grandmaster!”

“My god, no wonder Luke died so abruptly!”

“A Grandmaster in his twenties, is he even human?”

Listening to the surrounding murmurs, Glen Wolfe knelt on the ground, his forehead against the floor, his buttocks slightly raised, looking somewhat comical.

Grandmaster, ah.

It was a Grandmaster!

He had actually made a move against an Innate Grandmaster!

At this moment, Glen Wolfe was drenched in cold sweat, his heart having leapt to his throat.

Curtis Milton on the high platform was already so frightened that he felt numb all over.

Since becoming a True Disciple and representing Healington, he had, through similar means, secured several Elixir Prescriptions for Healington.

As for the benefits that Healington gained from purchasing Elixir Prescriptions, they had naturally been swallowed by him alone.

Over the years, some people offered their Elixir Prescriptions to Healington upon hearing of its reputation, hoping to cling to Healington’s powerful coattails.

And those who refused to submit, without exception, were accused by Curtis of “stealing Elixir Prescriptions” and ended up with their families ruined and lives destroyed.

He knew that he had finally kicked an iron plate.

Not to mention the immense potential of a twenty-something-year-old Innate Grandmaster, just the Sect capable of nurturing such an outstanding genius would not have a power weaker than Healington.

“I’ve really stirred up big trouble now.”

The people from the Wolfe family were also stunned, watching their Family Head kneel before the young man and feeling terrified.

Those who could attend the meeting were the Wolfe Family Direct Line, and they naturally understood what an Innate Grandmaster represented.

No one thought Glen was disgraceful because if it were them, they would probably have already prostrated themselves on the ground.

“Now there’s going to be a good show.”

“Curtis is usually so arrogant, why isn’t he acting arrogant now?”

“No matter what, he is a representative of Healington, not someone you can afford to mess with.”

Everyone had a sudden realization and fell silent, but the mockery and sarcasm in their eyes did not diminish at all.

A moment later, the meeting place became quiet again.

Greg Jensen, with his head lowered, looked at Glen Wolfe kneeling before him, his brows tightly furrowed, silent.

Without his speaking, Glen did not dare to move, and the others did not dare to make a sound either.

The silence within the meeting place was almost terrifying.

Glen knelt motionless on the ground, the intense fear causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Greg’s cool voice finally rang out.

“You say fight and fight, say stop and stop, what do you take me for?”

“I dare not.”

Glen quickly said, “As long as you spare my life, the Wolfe family will henceforth be your vassal.”

“The Wolfe family…”

Greg pondered for a moment and said coldly, “Death penalty may be spared, but punishment cannot be escaped!”

“I…”

Before Glen could utter his plea, Greg had already kicked his arm, and with a cracking sound, his arm instantly bent at a strange angle.

“Ah…”

Glen let out a low roar in pain, cold sweat immediately pouring out.

“Family Head!”

The Wolfe family members present were outraged.

“Don’t move! I’m fine…”

Glen endured the pain and shouted at them, then respectfully said to Greg, “Thank you, Grandmaster Jensen, for sparing my life.”

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