Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 403 Cheerful Conversations And Blooming Friendships (Part Two)

"What do you mean? I just cussed them out, so what? Mind your own damn business!" Hunk repliedangrily. Without missing a beat, he immediately rushed towards the young woodcutter.

"What? You want to try me? Hold on, I will play with you for as long as you want after dealing withthe business of this young man," said Abelard, the woodcutter, mockingly. He was glaring at Hunk,his previous smile long gone from his face. Abelard's glare was so piercing that Hunk felt it deep inhis bones and a sudden fear gripped him. A cold shudder ran down his back. He decided to keepquiet, even though he wasn't sure if he could've uttered a single word in the face of that glareanyway.

"Timothy, and you, a woodcutter. Are you two aiming to get in the way of my punishment foroffending the dignity of my sect?" Oscar's voice was void of any emotion. He had no intention ofarguing with them. Slowly but surely, Oscar transferred the most intense power of the domain in thedirection of those two annoying guys.

The two men were by no means weak. Nevertheless, they stood no chance to actually fight againstthe domain. Therefore, when a hit of the blast came, they were almost knocked to their knees."Humph, Oscar, you went too far. You have my word. I am going to beat you today. Try me if youdare," threatened Timothy. He had a murderous look in his eyes, all while holding a swordcondensed by purple light in his hand.

At the same time, Abelard raised the wood-cutting axe that he was holding.

The strength of the two men was lower than that of the grand warrior. It didn't matter, though, asthe weapons in their hands radiated a powerful feeling of immeasurable domination. Once theirweapons made an appearance, even Oscar's domain pressure was weakened significantly.

Darren was studying the weapons of the two men by using his spiritual sense. He found that theweapons were extraordinary and seemed to contain a profound essence. Impressed by theweapons, Darren also let his gaze move towards their stances. He was looking at their expressionsand contemplating their reckless actions. Cocking his head slightly to the side, he surmised thatthese two guys were also capable of dealing with grand warriors. No doubt could they hold theirown due to the use of their powerful weapons.

"My name is Darren Chu, and I don't want to bother you. I have killed several bloody one-star grandwarriors, and I don't mind killing another one if they force my hand," he finally said. Darren madesure to address Timothy and Abelard in a polite manner, seeing that they were on his side.

"Listen, Darren. It is true that the Violet Phoenix Sect runs this place. I don't doubt your skills,”Timothy responded. "I am just worried that you are not able to get rid of this place if you kill him. Inthe presence of us, their sect leader will not dare to kill you. By the way, I will definitely befriend you.Do I have the honor to be your friend?" Timothy cracked a small smile. Truth be told, Timothy wasshocked after hearing Darren's words. However, he made sure not to show it. As calmly as possible,he reached out his hand.

The person standing in front of him was such a genius. Timothy would have had to be a fool not tomake friends with him. If Darren, with all his strength, was on his side, the man’s help could go along way in dealing with the uncompromising struggle between all sides of Timothy's clan.

"Alas, I actually have no support. There is only one old man who can protect me. With his cover, Ihave acted atrociously. To be more specific, I have killed a grand warrior. I am wondering whetheryou can make friends with me. Just do me the favor,” Abelard laughed. Then, he also reached outhis hand.

Darren grinned and proclaimed, "I do not care about people's backgrounds nor strength whenmaking friends. We can be brothers if we are alike. You two seem quite like me. Ha-ha. What acoincidence!”

Darren then raised both of his arms and clasped theirs hands in his. They shook on it with firm andsteady hands

The crowd of warriors was still standing to the side, watching all of this unfold. They were trulystupefied. Even though they should have been suppressed by the domain of a grand warrior, thethree men were just talking cheerfully. Not only that, but they were even making friends with eachother. Those three either looked down on Oscar, or they just genuinely didn't care and simplyignored him.

After watching the exchange in front of him, Oscar was once again angry beyond words. However,he did not dare to launch an attack directly.

Why?

The reason was simple. After listening to them talk, he was suddenly all too aware that those threeyoung men were all capable of beheading grand warriors. This realization frightened him so much,he felt his blood run cold. What was more, Timothy was the top young genius of the overlord familyin the Western Desert Island. Oscar wouldn't dare to attack Timothy on his own, as he knew betterthan that.

As for the young woodcutter, he was hard to deal with as well. At least according to the personalbackground that he had just revealed in his conversation.

So, Oscar drew a conclusion that none of the three men in front of him felt even slightly afraid of aone-star grand warrior like him. If he fought against them, he might be defeated.

In that moment, Oscar didn't know what to do. He felt shame gnaw at his insides. Launching anattack wasn't an option, he simply didn't dare to, but he was also too embarrassed to just backdown.

"Elder Herman, please help me handle this." Oscar could not think of any other solution butstealthily send a message to Elder Herman who was far away. Obviously, he didn't want to beembarrassed in front of everyone. His pride wouldn't let him.