Darren came to an inn and got a room. He closed the door in an effort to get some sleep, but soon loud noises reached his ears from outside.
"So many things have happened recently! That damned fat man forced a poor injured girl to be his girlfriend! You got robbed and got your arm broken! I don't even know where to start to try and fix this crap," Shaun Long yelled.
"I didn't want to bother you, but that brat has gone too far. He mugged us and even killed Neil. You have to help us take revenge!
One more thing... I heard that the stunning maiden Nathan met was really powerful. Word on the street is she released sword intent. I don't know if that's true. If that girl really mastered sword intent, I bet she comes from some influential sect. I don't think Nathan would dare to take advantage of her," Paul Long replied.
"As far as I know, Nathan gave up trying to convince that girl to marry him. But Nathan… he seems much more cunning than Mr.... Nathan really is crafty. I heard that he gave that gorgeous girl to Joseph Wu, a disciple of Dragon Sect," another man cut in.
"Shut up!" Shaun shouted, anger written all over his face. "Nathan caught that poor girl! I wanted to rescue her but I failed. I was too weak!"
Boiling over with rage, he stretched out his hand and destroyed a chair.
"Where are you, you despicable killer? Get out!" he bellowed, overcome with fury.
The next minute, a teenager showed up and stood in front of Shaun.
"Shaun, it's him. He murdered Neil and broke Paul's arm," the lad said, pointing at Darren.
"You took a life in broad daylight! Scumbags like you shouldn't live in this world," Shaun hollered, fuming in rage as his eyes squinted fiercely.
To everyone's surprise, Darren rushed to Shaun, grabbed him by the collar and said icily, "Tell me where Dragon Sect is."
Darren could sense everything that was happening within a radius of tens of thousands feet, so of course the conversation among those men didn't escape him. After hearing what they said, he had a sinking feeling that the girl in question was Elsa.
Shaun was overwhelmed by fear. He couldn't move an inch. And at the same time, he felt like countless sharp swords were pressed firmly into his skin, threatening to cut him into a million pieces once he moved an inch.
"You, you have comprehended sword intent?" Shaun swallowed, terror evident in his eyes.
"Cut the crap and tell me where the Dragon Sect is," Darren interrogated him, his eyes burning with ferocity.
"I don't think people who kill and rob like you are good people. I will never tell you even if you kill me," Shaun said stubbornly.
A group of people who were on Paul's side stared blankly at Shaun and Darren, not knowing what was going on.
"What's wrong with Shaun? Why is he sweating all over his forehead?" one asked with a confused look.
"What are you doing, Shaun? Hurry up and put this brat down," Paul cried out.
"Shut up, you little liars!" the innkeeper yelled angrily as he made his way to Paul and his companions.
"You little bastards, don't think I'm blind to your dirty work. You've robbed many people in my place. Now you even dare frame this innocent boy! You're all shameless jerks!"
"Shut up, old man. If you dare to say another word… Well, I'm sure you know the consequences," one young man threatened, shooting a menacing glare at the innkeeper.
"What the hell is going on?" Shaun snarled at Paul and his friends.
Upon seeing this, Darren suddenly realized that Shaun must not be a bad guy. Hence, he released Shaun from his grip. 'Even if I continue to push him, he will not tell me where Dragon Sect is, ' he thought.
Shaun strode towards Paul and the other guys. He had put two and two together and finally figured out what had happened.
He slapped Paul across his face and huffed, "You bastard, you told me that someone broke your arm. Turns out that was just a lie. Fine, now that you like robbing others, I will punish you on behalf of our father!"
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