Chapter 390: Old Friends Meet!


    Underground fight club.


    As White Mitchell watched the mysterious figure, the man’s gaze also fell upon him.


    Their eyes met. No words were exchanged, yet they seemed to hold some special sentiment.


    Meanwhile, the muscr fellow opposite the mysterious figure saw his distraction and tried to sneak an attack.


    The mystery man, not even taking a nce at him, casually waved his hand, sending him flying with a loud thud. The mannded under the stage.


    The audience was taken aback, as many felt threatened by the mysterious figure’s power.


    “Superior, shall I go down and keep him entertained for a bit?” asked Kylin, standing next to White Mitchell, appearing eager to try his hand at the mysterious figure.


    But, in response to Kylin’s request, White Mitchell just shook his head and said, “No need, I don’t want to offend this person. He has shown me kindness in the past.”


    A benefactor?


    Hearing this, Kylin was momentarily stunned. It seemed that he hadn’t expected this intruding mystery figure to have such a connection with White Mitchell.


    Amanda and Longman, standing nearby, were also immersed in confusion.<div>


    If he was a benefactor to White Mitchell, why would he choose this way to meet? Wasn’t this adding to the chaos?


    “Also, you’re not his match,” White Mitchell continued.


    If White Mitchell’s previous words were confusing, then this statement was nothing short of shocking.


    This essentially meant that the mysterious figure on the stage was powerful.


    Kylin’s skills were well recognized among the crowd. To him, an ordinary Ancient Martial Strongman was as strong as paper-mache.


    Even so, the strong Kylin was not a match for this mysterious man?


    How powerful was this mysterious figure? And what was his identity?


    For a moment, Amanda and Longman were filled with astonishment.


    Meanwhile, Kylin could only shrug his shoulders in defeat. If White Mitchell had said so, then it must be true.


    “It’s time for you to break through your current realm. Although suppressing your realm can stabilize your foundation, suppressing it for too long can be counterproductive to your development,” White Mitchell nced at Kylin.


    He knew that Kylin’s current power would allow him to break into the God of War Level.


    However, considering the overall situation and his personal foundation, he had been suppressing himself.


    Now that he, White Mitchell, was back, it was high time for Kylin to break into the God of War Realm.


    And not just him, but also the other four War Kings.


    Upon hearing this, Kylin nodded heavily.


    Meanwhile, White Mitchell slowly opened the ss door of the box seat, stepped onto the balcony, and then gracefully fell down.


    The next moment, White Mitchellnded steadily on the boxing ring.


    “Who is this guy? He actually came from the VIP seat. Could it be a master invited by Mr. Duke and Mr. Longman?”


    “A master? He doesn’t look like one. He looks even weaker than the muscr guy just now.”<div>


    “Yeah, with his small body, can he be a match for that guy?”


    The moment White Mitchell appeared, the crowd under the stage triggered an array of discussions.


    However, most voices were filled with skepticism.


    At this moment, standing on the stage, White Mitchell wore a faint smile on his face as he gazed at his opponent.<div>


    Observing an old acquaintance, the look in White Mitchell’s eyes seemed somewhat affectionate.


    This was his benefactor, the man who had done him a great favor.


    If it had not been for him, White Mitchell would have never been able to step out of that prison and be part of the War Department, and he would not have been able to aplish what he has today.


    One could say that this man, this mysterious figure, had been an integral part of White Mitchell’s journey to where he is now.


    White Mitchell had always wanted to pay back this mysterious benefactor.


    Regrettably, he had only seen the man once, and he didn’t even know his name.


    Even though he had tried searching the archives of the War Department, he could find no information about the man.


    The man was like a ghost. His traces could never be found.


    “Let me y a round with you,” White Mitchell said with a smile.


    The mysterious figure standing opposite White Mitchell reacted without emotion, with no apparent intention of making a move.


    Hmm?


    Observing the mysterious man’s actions, White Mitchell furrowed his brows, but before he could react, the mysterious man indifferently said, “I quit. I’m tired. This round, I admit defeat.”


    After speaking, the mysterious man directly stepped off the arena.<div>


    Whoosh!


    This action of the mysterious man caused a considerable stir at the scene. Sounds of surprise filled the air instantaneously.


    Everyone looked at White Mitchell on the arena, their eyes full of bewilderment and astonishment.


    “Is this person really strong? The mysterious man admitted defeat without even fighting him.”


    “You don’t understand anything. When experts spar, a single nce can determine the victor. Obviously, this young man on stage intimidated the mysterious man just by that.”


    “Sure enough, the expert invited by Mr. Longman and Mr. Duke is incredible. He defeated his opponent without even fighting. Impressive!”


    Faced with people’s praises, White Mitchell, who was standing on the stage, showed no emotional fluctuation. Instead, he looked, astonished, at the figure of the mysterious man leaving.


    It seemed that the mysterious man deemed unworthy of confronting him. This could be inferred from his casual tone of speech.


    Unfortunately, he didn’t know that the current White Mitchell wasn’t the same man who was struggling in the prison five years ago.


    However, since the mysterious man didn’t want to make a move, White Mitchell didn’t insist on continuing the fight either. He directly descended from the arena and followed the mysterious man’s steps.


    “You don’t have to follow.” While walking, White Mitchell sent a text message to Kylin.


    He knew that the mysterious man insistsently lured him out, probably because he had something crucial to say.


    The underground boxing ring obviously wasn’t the ce to talk.<div>


    Soon, White Mitchell and the mysterious man reached a narrow alley behind the underground boxing ring.


    “You can say whatever you want now.” White Mitchell quietly looked at the mysterious man and said.


    Upon hearing these words, the mysterious man unhesitatingly said without turning his head, “Leave!”


    Leave?


    White Mitchell was stunned at first, and then asked, “Leave Dragon Realm?”


    “Yes!” The mysterious man sinctly replied.


    “So this is why you lured me out? You want me to stop my revenge? What’s your rtion with the Taylor Family?” White Mitchell couldn’t help but inquire.


    In his heart, thest thing he wanted to hear was any connection between this man and the Taylor Family.


    Otherwise, he would have to make a choice between revenge and repaying a debt of gratitude.


    “I have no rtion with the Taylor Family.” The mysterious man continued. Hearing this, a gust of relief washed over White Mitchell.


    However, the words that followed stirred a wave of emotions in White Mitchell’s heart.


    Hearing the mysterious man’s scornful tone, he stated, “You’re no match for the Taylor Family. If you continue, no one would be able to help you. It’s good to have confidence.


    However, overconfidence will only harm you.”<div>


    “And how do you know I’m no match for the Taylor Family?” White Mitchell retorted with a coldugh.


    Hearing this, the mysterious man finally turned around and said disdainfully, “At least, you haven’t shown me why you think you are capable of handling the Taylor Family?


    Because of those clowns in Sayon?


    The world is vast, and there are forces you can’t even imagine. The Taylor Family is one of them.


    Five years ago, when I brought you into the War Department, I didn’t want you to be strong, but to provide you with some protection.


    But you have also seen the result, even in the War Department, you weren’t safe. The best proof of this was the secret assassination of your team five years ago.


    Therefore, face reality. No matter how hard you try, it’s fruitless, and it might bring trouble to those around you.”


    Hearing this, White Mitchell showed no sign of backing down, and instead responded definitively, “You’re right, the world is vast, but the Taylor Family you mentioned may not be able to stop me.


    Tell the master behind you, thank him for saving me from prison years ago, but nobody can stop me from taking my revenge!


    As for Fendy Taylor and the Taylor Family behind her, I, White Mitchell, vow to destroy them!”


    After speaking, White Mitchell resolutely turned around and left. If our ways don’t coincide, we must part. Even if the other party had shown him kindness, if they tried to stop him from taking revenge, they would be his enemies. Even if God intervened, there would be no mercy!


    Faced with White Mitchell’s determination, the mysterious man was evidently provoked. He shouted immediately, “Today, you have to leave whether you want to or not! Offending me is not good for you!”


    Boom!


    From behind White Mitchell, an explosive aura burst forth. The all-epassing God of War aura enveloped the entire narrow alley in an instant.


    Almost at the same time, the mysterious man lunged forward directly, attacking White Mitchell with overwhelming force, like a tiger descending a mountain.


    Seeing this, White Mitchell stomped fiercely without even looking at him, “Scram!”