Chapter 337: Instigating Conflict? It’s Your Brother Who Should Be Damned!


    Instigate?


    Justice?


    Hearing this, Azure Dragon remained unperturbed, even feeling somewhat amused.


    He had seen stubborn people, but never someone as obstinate as Noah Weiden. Despite clear evidence, Noah still attempted to besmirch White Mitchell.


    How absurd!


    Noah Weiden, standing by the side, saw that Azure Dragon was unmoved. Assuming that Azure Dragon did not believe him, he urgently continued, “Mr. Azure Dragon, every word I said is true.


    I have never seen these men before, nor do I know their identities. However, it is an undeniable fact that White Mitchell injured my brother.


    My brother is still lying in the ICU, the doctor said he might never wake up again. Everyone in the Weiden Family can testify to this.


    If you still don’t believe me, every member of the Weiden Family is willing to cooperate with your investigation. We hope that you will grant the Weiden Family justice and prosecute White Mitchell!”


    At this moment, Noah Weiden only wanted to cken White Mitchell’s reputation. Yet, he failed to realize that Azure Dragon was present when his brother, Hans Weiden, was incapacitated.<div>


    Azure Dragon had already shown mercy by sparing Hans Weiden’s life, if it had been him, he might have turned Hans into mush with a p.


    Thinking of this, Azure Dragon coldly nced at Noah and said, “Your brother’s incapacitation, he deserved it!”


    Huh?


    Upon hearing these words, Noah doubted his own hearing. What exactly was going on with Azure Dragon today?


    Even if Azure Dragon found his statement problematic, proper investigation should have been conducted… And instant judgement on Hans Weiden’s deserved downfall?


    Seeing the puzzled expression on Noah Weiden’s face, Azure Dragon sneered again and said in a mocking tone, “I was present on the day your brother was incapacitated! So, do you have any more nonsense to spout?”


    Wh… what?


    Azure Dragon was there when Hans Weiden was incapacitated?


    This… hiss!


    Noah Weiden’s expression froze for a moment, couldn’t help but draw a cold breath, feeling a chilly sensation rushing through his back.


    What was Azure Dragon implying? Why was he present at the scene?


    If he was there, why didn’t he stop White Mitchell?


    Could it be, it had something to do with Steel Turner? But Steel Turner had obviously retired, and people from the Jones Family said that White Mitchell had exhausted his favours from Steel Turner.


    This… this… this…


    Noah Weiden stood bbergasted, hisplexion as bad as if he had swallowed a dead rat.


    He felt he had overlooked something, but he could not figure it out.


    It was as if there was a thick fog in front of him that prevented him from seeing the truth.


    Noah Weiden asked Azure Dragon reluctantly, “Mr… Mr. Azure Dragon, why… why is this happening? He is just a young man straight out of prison, isn’t he?


    Why are you defending him? Allowing him to turn my brother into a vegetable? Because of Steel Turner? But hasn’t Steel Turner already retired? Why are you still protecting him?<div>


    Why is this happening? I am the youngest one among the Twelve Flying Tigers of the Martial Department, why are you protecting him, not me?”


    In the end, Noah Weiden finally built up the courage to pour out his doubts.


    At this time, White Mitchell, who had been silent, took a slow step forward.


    With a boom, it was as if a sleeping giant dragon in his body suddenly woke up and released bursts of powerful momentum.<div>


    Taking one step, like stirring up monstrous waves on a calm sea, inspiring fear in others.


    Feeling this momentum, Noah Weiden’s legs involuntarily shuddered, his heart seemed to stop for a few seconds.


    After gasping for a few breaths, Noah Weiden regained hisposure slightly.


    Yet, the terror in his heart became more pervasive as time wore on. In the end, Noah Weiden felt as if his body was no longer under his control, shaking uncontrobly.


    Is this the extent of White Mitchell’s strength?


    Why, why does the youngest of the Twelve Flying Tigers from the Martial Department feel overwhelmed by his presence?


    Looking at White Mitchell at this moment, Noah felt as though he wasn’t just facing a man, but a lofty, unreachable emperor.


    He didn’t even dare to meet his gaze directly.


    Terrifying!


    White Mitchell’s power was just too terrifying, and he didn’t even realize it at all.


    What level is this?


    Titled War King? Half-step War God? Or even the War God himself?


    Hiss!<div>


    Noah gasped for air, his chest rising and falling rapidly. However, the terror in his heart grew stronger and lingered mercilessly.


    In the end, Noah even began to feel unsteady, eventually copsing on his behind, staring at White Mitchell with panic in his eyes. His voice shook when he asked, “Who… who in the world are you?


    You can’t be White Mitchell who served five years in prison. The prison can’t possibly release someone like you. Who in the world are you? Who on earth are you?!”


    Noah, full of unrest and confusion, growled unwillingly.


    “Who am I?”


    White Mitchell responded with a slight smile. “Aren’t I White Mitchell, the young nobody you guys think just got out of prison with no power or influence?”


    Confronted with White Mitchell’s question, Noah’s face instantly zed with humiliation, as if he had been pped.


    A nobody?


    What a lie!


    Could a nobody have a presence as powerful as White Mitchell’s?


    As a Wubu Flying Tiger Guard, a member of the Twelve Flying Tigers in the Martial Department, even he struggled to hold his ground before this man. A ‘nobody’ seemed seriously far-fetched!


    At that moment, Noah felt as if his pride had been brutally crushed under White Mitchell’s boot. A deep sense of unwillingness filled his heart.


    However, Noah was clearly not ready to give up so easily. Being the youngest in the Martial Department’s history of Twelve Flying Tigers, his grandfather was a retired instructor of the Tiger Guard.<div>


    His grandfather’s disciples were scattered across the entire Martial Department, among them God of War Level experts.


    With his authority and status almost paralleled to Mr. Azure Dragon.


    Even if he had offended Mr. Azure Dragon, what’s the big deal? He was part of the Martial Department. How he should be dealt with was up for Martial Department to decide, not Mr. Azure Dragon!


    Thinking of this, Noah gathered his strength again, hardened his heart, and said menacingly, “White Mitchell, I admit defeat today. But don’t think you’ve won just yet!


    Yes, you’re backed by Mr. Azure Dragon and I can’t really do anything against you. But if you want to hurt me, it’s not going to be easy either. I belong to the Martial Department. How to deal with me is up to the Martial Department.


    Do you really think you can have me killed? Ha… The Martial Department might at most issue a verbal warning to me. As for you, injuring my fellow Martial Arts Soldiers, the Martial Department will surely not let you off easily.


    Then, it won’t just be me against you, but the entire Martial Department. Get ready to face the wrath of the Martial Department. Let’s see if Mr. Azure Dragon can save you then!”


    Noah’s face was bing increasingly hideous as he spoke. In the end, he seemed almost maniacal, ring unwaveringly at White Mitchell, as if wanting to rip him apart.


    The entire Martial Department?


    Hearing this, White Mitchell simply smiled and replied casually, “Seems like you’re overly confident. Well then, since you’re here today, let’s clear things up.


    War King Azure Dragon!”


    “Present!” Azure Dragon responded with a loud, resounding voice.


    The next moment, White Mitchell’s face turned serious as he said nonchntly, “Tell him, who I am!”<div>