Chapter 935: Chapter 952: Shocks Upon Shocks
It’s worth knowing that Singer’s family owns twenty percent of shares in the arena, and Singer’s great-grandfather was one of the seven leaders of the Dark Sky organization. To see his own bodyguard killed made Singer incredibly furious.
Glaring at the arena supervisor, Singer demanded, "Supervisor sir, I want you to immediately kill this bastard!"
"You scoundrel!" The arena supervisor immediately flew into a rage, shouting loudly as he raised his hand and slapped Singer heavily across the face. The tremendous force made Singer spin three times on the spot before he stopped.
Singer had a bewildered expression; his face swollen like a pig’s head, looking utterly pathetic.
With anger boiling, Singer loudly questioned the arena supervisor, "Supervisor sir, what do you mean by this, why are you hitting me?"
The arena supervisor roared, "Enough! Singer, you idiot, do you know who this gentleman is?"
"Who is he? No matter who he is, if he killed my man, then he’s in the wrong!" Singer obviously hadn’t realized the situation, responding loudly.
"You bastard!" the arena supervisor shouted in anger, raising his hand and delivering another slap to Singer’s face.
Singer was slapped into bewilderment, tears streaming from the pain.
"Wake up!" the arena supervisor said coldly, looking at Singer.
Growling with rage, Singer glared at the man beside the arena supervisor, "You bastard, I know you’re with Dark Sky, but you dare to kill my man, I will not let you off!"
"Won’t let me off?" The man sneered disdainfully before answering, "You have quite the arrogance. Even your great-grandfather wouldn’t dare say such things before me, you little fool, what big gall you have..."
Terror washed over Singer as a murderous aura from the man instantly enveloped him, his hair stood on end, heart raced, eyes filled with fear.
Upon seeing this, Singer noticed the Holy Line on the man’s neck was indeed that of royalty, causing his entire body to tremble, feeling as though his heart might leap out of his chest.
"You... you... you are?" At this moment, Singer seemed to guess something, but he dared not admit it.
The arena supervisor shouted in anger, "Idiot, can’t you guess yet? He is our leader of Dark Sky, your great-grandfather’s big brother, you idiot!"
"Leader sir!" Instantly, Singer turned pale and began trembling all over, eyes filled with fear, unable to control his body, almost scared to the point of wetting himself.
At this moment, Singer recalled that to prevent him and others from provoking the other seven leaders of Dark Sky, his great-grandfather hung their photos in the house for the family to remember. And the man standing before him now was precisely the leader of Dark Sky, even his great-grandfather wouldn’t dare to breathe loudly in his presence.
And earlier, he actually tried to trouble this man. The Dark Sky Leader, whether in noble status, strength, or the backing power, far outstripped Singer. Yet, Singer intended to trouble the Dark Sky Leader.
With this realization, Singer trembled violently in fear, on the verge of fainting.
"Thud~~~" With a sound, Singer directly knelt before the Dark Sky Leader, loudly saying, "Leader sir, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I shouldn’t have offended you, please spare me!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" As Singer spoke, he continued to kneel on the ground, heavily kowtowing.
But the Dark Sky Leader maintained a cold expression, then looked at Ye Feng: "Don’t apologize to me, apologizing to me is useless, the one you offended earlier is my master, apologize to my master!"
The Dark Sky Leader pointed at Ye Feng.
"Your master?" Instantly, Singer was stunned, unable to immediately grasp what was happening.
"Yes, my master!" The Dark Sky Leader nodded.
Singer stared blankly, then looked at Ye Feng, completely unable to believe his ears, looking at Ye Feng: "You’re saying he, Ye Feng, is your master, how is that possible?"
The Dark Sky Leader suddenly went furious: "Nonsense, besides Mr. Ye Feng, who else here can be my master, don’t test my patience any further, immediately apologize to my master, or I’ll kill you!"
"What!" Instantly, Singer’s inner shock surged, increasing by several folds endlessly, dazing him completely.
Within his inner world, a cataclysmic storm raged, leaving Singer utterly stupefied.
The Dark Sky Leader actually claimed Ye Feng was his master, a Dragon Country man as the master of the Dark Sky Leader?
This made it impossible for Singer to believe, impossible to accept.
"Can someone? Can someone tell me I’m dreaming!"
Singer said dumbfoundedly.
Even Neil was shocked, jaw-dropping to the ground, brain in blankness, feeling as if in a dream.
Neil murmured repeatedly, "It’s not real, it’s not real..."
A Dragon Country man becoming one of the top ten powerhouses in Country D, the master of Dark Sky Leader, how could they believe?
The shock brought by Ye Feng kept escalating, one after another, each more intense.
"Smack!" But the Dark Sky Leader slapped again, heavily hitting Singer’s face.
"Kid, this isn’t a dream, it’s real, let me wake you up!" The Dark Sky Leader loudly said.
At this moment, Singer had no choice but to believe the Dragon Country man before him was immensely powerful, terrifying beyond imagination, far exceeding his expectations of Dragon Country people.
If one insisted on describing Singer’s inner shock right now, words might fail to capture it precisely.
Only the phrase "damn" could encompass Singer’s inner shock at this time.
And at this moment, Singer was wholly subdued by Ye Feng, no longer daring to hold any hostility towards Ye Feng.
Singer directly knelt before Ye Feng, kowtowing towards him.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
As Singer kowtowed, he said, "I’m sorry, Lord Ye Feng, it was my ignorance and shortsightedness that offended you, please spare me, spare my worthless life..."