Chapter 684

Morgan was close to exploding in rage.

This was his territory, but the other man was still acting as arrogantly as ever.

He snarled, “Why do I have to offer my seat to you?”

Zeke pinched his broken hand.

“Ah!” Morgan howled in pain.

Zeke replied to him, “Because of this.”

F*ck!

Morgan was starting to feel afraid.

This guy is as strong as an ox. If he’s serious about it, he’ll break my arm!

With no other choices, he stood up and offered his seat despite the humiliation.

Zeke sat down casually.

“Thank you.”

Thump!

Daxton slammed the table in rage.

“Williams, you’re too much! Not only did you hit my men, but you also forced Morgan to offer you his seat. Do you really think the Martial Arts Association is an easy target?”

Zeke nodded.

“That’s right. That’s what I think.”

Everyone was silent for a moment.

F*ck. He’s damn haughty!

He’s like an animal waiting to be slaughtered, but he’s still spouting such high-and-mighty words and provoking the Martial Arts Association.

He must have a death wish.

Hades and Eclipse shared a helpless look.

Hades sighed in his heart. It was pointless to remind him earlier.

He steeled his heart and explained on behalf of Zeke, “Haha! Don’t take his words to heart. This young man loves to joke. His earlier words were just a joke...”

Zeke shook his head. “I’m not joking. I’m serious.”

Everyone was speechless, including Hades.

Ugh. You can’t blame anyone for what they’re gonna do next. Even I can’t help you this time.

Daxton’s face was grim.

This man has no respect for me!

He gritted out, “Williams, I know you’re on good terms with Hades and Eclipse, but Master Claymoore is here today. They won’t be able to guarantee your safety.”

Zeke lazily replied, “Oh. That Claymoore who allows his nephew to make trouble and bully women?

He’s not worthy to be called a master. Today, I’m here to strip him of his title!”

What?

This man’s saying that he’s going to strip Master Claymoore of his title?

He’s playing with fire!

Everyone was stunned, and some even slammed their fists on the table in anger.

Daxton laughed. “Well, well. You’ve got guts. I like people who have guts like you. When Master Claymoore is here, I hope you’ll continue to run your mouth like that.”

Right then, a voice called out from outside the room.

“Master Claymoore has arrived!”

Daxton hurriedly said, “Let’s go and greet him.”

With Daxton in the lead, the members of the Martial Arts Association rushed out to greet the man.

Hades and Eclipse exchanged glances as their expressions turned grim.

In a low voice, Hades whispered, “It seems like the United Front Conference will become a witch-hunt instead. Eclipse, if worse comes to worst, how confident are you in defeating Master Claymoore?”

Eclipse sighed, “If I were younger by a few years, Barnaby won’t be a problem. But I’m old and easily tired now. If I’m to go against the younger and stronger Barnaby... I’m not certain I can win.”

Upon hearing that, Hades felt dejected. “Then, it’s not worth the risk. It seems like we can only solve this through monetary means. Young man, leave this to us later. Don’t speak anymore. This is for the sake of Rivermouth’s underworld forces. You have to restrain yourself.”

Zeke answered, “No need. This is a personal matter between Barnaby and me. The two of you don’t need to intervene in it.”

Hades and Eclipse were angry at his words.

This young man’s too selfish.

He’s risking 50 million lives in Rivermouth for his personal revenge.

We’ve overestimated him in the past.