The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 3793

It was clear that Duke hated Austin as he cast a hostile look at the latter, and his body emitted intense demonic aura.

Moreover, his voice had a hint of violent spiritual sense energy with it. If Austin did not have a strong spiritual sense, he would've died on the spot.

Therefore, it was evident that Duke had tried to finish Austin off.

In turn, Austin stared back at Duke with murderous intent.

If anyone wanted to even lay a hand on him, he surely would not stand idly.

Anyway, that was how he dealt with things. He never showed mercy to those who wanted him dead.

Yet, he did not let anger get the best of him. He regained his composure, and the ferocious look in his eyes quickly disappeared.

The reason was that, first of all, Duke was a genuine premium-grade divine god. He was a tough opponent for Austin.

Secondly, there were numerous genuine divine gods of the beast race in the airship. If Austin fought Duke, he would most likely lose.

On top of that, if Austin did challenge Duke now, it would be much harder for him to make it to the Land of Outlaw.

"Sir, I told you that that slave is different from the other slaves.

He even had the guts to look at you like that!"

a member of the beast race said as he came up beside Duke.

That member was none other than Weber.

'I get it now!'

At that same moment, Austin immediately understood why Duke had made a move against him.

"Master, I've heard that Weber is on good terms with Duke. It turns out that it's true.

This has something to do with Weber,"

Wilfred said to Austin through his spiritual sense.

"Wilfred, where did you meet this slave? Who is he? Where did he come from? He is suspicious.

Take him out in case he brings us any trouble,"

Duke said emotionlessly as he narrowed his eyes at Austin.

A slave's life meant nothing to him.

Besides, he thought that he had the right to determine any slave's fate.

"Sir, there must be a misunderstanding.

I've investigated his background. He is clean and he is loyal to me.

Please spare his life,"

Wilfred said as he stepped forward and stood in front of Austin.

"Oh? Did you just speak up for this slave?"

Duke said in a sulky tone.

"Sir, this slave is very important to me.

I will not hurt him.

Please spare his life for my sake,"

Wilfred said in a louder voice.

"Look, sir, Wilfred even had the nerve to defy you for a low-born slave.

It seems that this slave has fooled him!

This slave is suspicious. We can't let him live,"

Weber goaded, in an attempt to add fuel to the fire.

"Weber, that's quite low of you.

You just want to find an opportunity to take revenge because you lost to me in the Wrestling Ring last time.

If you want to get even with me, I'm waiting for you right here.

Why do you have to target my slave? Shame on you.

If you want to lay a hand on my most trusted slave, Weber, then you have to get through me first!" Wilfred declared and took another step forward.

He looked like he was about to fight Weber to death.

"Humph!

That's enough!

Shut up!" Duke huffed in irritation.

Then, he released an enormous amount of demonic power and directed it at Wilfred and Austin.

In return, Wilfred and Austin stepped backwards to dodge the attack.

'This Duke guy is indeed a formidable opponent, ' Austin thought to himself.

"Let your slave behave himself.

Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to him," Duke warned Wilfred as he stared icily at Austin.

Afterward, he turned around and completely ignored Austin.

Because Wilfred's words made sense, it was indeed inappropriate for Duke to continue pushing him.

Or else, such an act would arouse public anger.

After all, Austin did not make any mistake.

"Wilfred, you heard what Lord Duke said. Ask your slave to stay out of trouble.

Otherwise, he will lose his life,"

Weber said smugly.

"Humph!"

Wilfred huffed and ignored him.

On the other hand, Austin quietly glanced at Weber with vicious eyes.

'It looks like Weber badly wants me dead.

Just he wait. He'd better pray that he would never end up in my hands, '