Gona's face was pale; he was utterly terrified by Wu Tian. Even seeing the Steel Guardians brought him no comfort. "What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice hollow. "I'm preparing to return to Europe."
"Return?"
The Steel Guardians exchanged glances. The Big Boss shook his head and said flatly, "Young Master, that's not what the Family Head said. He wants you to oversee our commercial progress in Dragon Country. He personally appointed you to be in charge of the sale of the Scientific Cultivation Devices. You can't leave."
At these words, Gona couldn't help but grit his teeth. Disregarding the fact that they were in a busy airport, he shouted, "Will you only be satisfied when I'm dead and buried in Dragon Country?"
The Steel Guardians were taken aback by his outburst, completely baffled. They couldn't understand what could have happened to Gona to make him act this way.
The Big Boss snorted. "Young Master, you need to understand that while we are your guardians, we only take orders from the Family Head. And rest assured, with us Steel Guardians here to protect you, you will be safe."
Gona shook his head, nearly frantic. "Your thinking right now is just like mine was at the beginning," he said through clenched teeth. "You think there's nothing you can't handle and that he's no big deal. But I know I was wrong. If you make me stay here, I will die. You will regret it, and you will die too."
The Big Boss hadn't expected Gona to say something so grave. The other Steel Guardians, however, remained unconcerned.
When they had first entered the forest to hunt lions and tigers, the locals had all said they couldn't do it. But they had succeeded, nearly hunting the forest's lions and tigers to extinction. When they went to war-torn nations, many people had also said they would fail, but with the strength of their team, they had quelled the endless conflicts of those small countries.
Now, Gona also thought they would fail. They simply laughed it off. The facts would speak for themselves.
Gona tried to leave, but the Steel Guardians blocked his path. Driven to hysterics, Gona began punching and kicking at them. In his eyes, their refusal to let him leave was tantamount to a death sentence.
The Steel Guardians didn't fight back, simply standing there and letting Gona hit them with indifferent expressions. Their muscles were like armor. Gona's blows didn't hurt them in the slightest.
He seemed to have gone mad. The commotion drew the attention of everyone at the airport.
"What's wrong with that guy?"
"Probably a lunatic."
But Gona paid them no mind, continuing his frantic assault. With disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, his voice grew hoarse as he begged, "Why… why are you so arrogant? Why won't you listen to me? Let me leave this place, leave Dragon Country! If I stay here any longer, I'll surely die! I'm begging you!"
The Steel Guardians stood by silently. They felt that Gona simply didn't understand their power. With them here to protect him, who could possibly harm him?
The Big Boss, however, frowned slightly. His leadership of the Steel Guardians wasn't just due to his size, though his three-meter-plus height was certainly intimidating. To be their leader, his mind had to be sharp, and he was far from being all brawn and no brain. He knew Gona well—a gentlemanly young master who was very protective of his image. Yet now, just to leave Dragon Country, he was willing to make a scene in front of a crowd.
It's obvious the person he fears is someone truly formidable. Who could it be? The Sword Emperor? The Big Boss considered the possibility, then shook his head, dismissing the thought.


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