Chapter 386 Traditional Martial Arts Association
Caspian smiled. “Do your best, darling ”
His words held a lot of weight behind them.
If he ever revealed his true identity, Morrison Group wouldn’t stand a chance against him.
He could have the group disappear overnight from Dhord City if he ever wanted to.
But Caspian would never do something like that.
He
may be the Diatoranian God of War, but he wasn’t a man who would abuse his power.
The current crisis for Southlake Corporation would also serve as a challenge for Willow.
If he were to solve all her problems for her, Willow would never be able to grow stronger. Even if Southlake Corporation were to collapse, it wouldn’t really be a problem for Caspian.
Tens of billions of dollars of assets were nothing to Caspian.
He could establish countless more corporations with a wave of his hand.
Willow was emotional. “Thank you so much, hubby!”
She felt that she had nothing to worry about with Caspian unconditionally supporting her from the back.
It showed that Caspian trusted her with everything.
She stared at Caspian’s back as he left. She was charmed and couldn’t lay her eyes off of him.
Caspian then drove to Zott Manor.
He wanted to find out who it was who dared to cause trouble in Southlake City.
Meanwhile, Zott Manor was in chaos.
Hundreds of bodyguards had collapsed to the ground.
Lincoln, formerly the richest man in the Two Lakes area, was currently being stepped on by an old man wearing long blue robes.
The old man declared, “I’ll kill you if Caspian is late!”
Lincoln was startled as he realized that the old man wasn’t kidding about killing him.
The old man seemed relatively calm and didn’t take Lincoln seriously. He didn’t even use a fraction of his
power to deal with the people here.
It seemed as if the leader of the south alliance of Diatoran wasn’t as strong as he expected.
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He felt that the current mission would be easily accomplished.
Lincoln gritted his teeth with anger. “You’re dead as soon as Mr. Lynch arrives!”
The old man responded with a slap on his face.
“Shut your mouth! Caspian is nothing but a useless scaredy–cat. I’ll rip him to pieces once he appears!” declared the old man.
“Hmm? Who’s ripping who to pieces? What an arrogant old man. Let’s see if you have what it takes to back up your words!”
Caspian had finally rushed over to help.
Noticing Caspian’s appearance, Lincoln begged for help. “Mr. Lynch!”
The old man kicked hard at Lincoln. “You’re too noisy!”
Lincoln was sent rolling across the floor and stopped right at Caspian’s feet.
Caspian seemed calm even though he was genuinely furious. He felt that the old man wasn’t taking him seriously.
The old man scanned Caspian from head to toe and asked, “So, you’re Caspian?”
“I am, and you are? Why are you here to cause trouble?” asked Caspian.
“My name’s Horace Moore! And I’m an elder of the Traditional Martial Arts Association,
known as the TMAA!” announced the old man.
Caspian frowned as he shook his head. “What the hell is the TMAA? I’ve never heard of such a lousy organization.”
Horace was furious. “You brat! Do you want to die?”
Horace’s expression was distorted with anger. He had expected Casplan to beg for forgiveness the moment he announced his affiliation with the TMAA.
Horace angrily shouted, “This is a warning, Casplan! The entirety of Diatoran will soon be under the TMAA’s rule! You’re nothing but a silly little leader of the alliance in the south, and you dare disrespect us? The chairman will have you gone with a wave of his hand!”
The appearance of the Southern alliance was considered disrespectful by the TMAA.
“Why don’t you have your chairman come to me instead? I’ll beat the hell out of him!” shouted Caspian.
He realized he had to teach Caspian a lesson right then and there.
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