The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 248 Kenny Doman Appears

Chapter 248 Kenny Doman Appears

"Idiot!" Stout replied in exasperation. "I'd like to see how you plan to stop us from leaving!"

"My friend, today is the master's birthday. I don't want any unpleasant incidents. I advise both sides to sit down and discuss things calmly." The white-haired old man spoke calmly.

Stout glanced at him but didn't respond. He turned to Derek and said, "Mr Hines, let's go."

Just as they were about to leave, the young man who had been confrontational earlier dashed forward and threw a punch at Stout.

"You really are an idiot," Stout stood still, and an aura emanated from him.

The young man's punch hit Stout's defensive barrier, and instead of hurting Stout, the young man's own arm made a cracking sound as if bones were breaking. "Ah..." he cried out in pain, crouching down.

"Hmm," the white-haired old man's eyes flashed with surprise. "No wonder you dared to be so arrogant. You actually have some skill. However, thinking you can act recklessly with just a bit of skill is being overly arrogant." The old man continued, his aura growing stronger.

At that moment, hurried footsteps could be heard from the entrance, and Kenny Doman, the head of the Doman family, entered with several people.

"Mr Kenny Doman, you finally show up?" Derek spoke with a serious tone. "Is this how the Doman family treats your guests?"

"Mr Hines, please calm down. I will explain everything to you," Kenny Doman's expression turned grave. He then turned to Nick Doman, his brother. "Nick, did you invite Mr Hines here?"

Hearing this, Derek and Stout exchanged a glance, both sensing that things were not as simple as they seemed. If Kenny Doman didn't invite them, then who did?

"Well, Kenny, Mr Hines is an important figure in Enssea. It's only natural to invite him to the birthday banquet." Nick shrugged.

"I'm thinking for the sake of our family. We don't want to be criticized for being too narrow-minded as the Doman family." He added.

Kenny Doman exhaled deeply and said, "Nick, don't court trouble. You need to stop it."

"Kenny, I don't understand what you mean by that," Nick narrowed his eyes slightly and continued, "Have you been under a strain recently? You're not making any sense. I told you not to be exhausted. You're the birthday star today, and you'll be toasting to the guests later. You should rest upstairs now, let me take care of the rest."

Before Kenny Doman could respond, Nick waved his hand. Two old men entered the room and helped Kenny Doman upstairs.

"This way please, Mr Doman." Said the old men to Kenny.

"Damn it, what are you two up to? Planning a rebellion?" Kenny Doman's voice erupted in anger.

"Sir, please don't put us in a difficult position!" one of the elderly men exclaimed, emanating a powerful pressure, a peak Battle God's aura.

"Very well, both of you are quite impressive!" Kenny Doman's rage soared, his gaze sharpened, and his own aura surged in response.

As the head of the Doman family, he possessed formidable cultivation, not weaker than that of the elderly opponent he faced.

However, in the next moment, his expression abruptly changed. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura immediately withered.

"Nick! You poisoned me!?" Kenny realized what had just transpired.

"Huh!?" Derek and the others were stunned once again.

"Is Nick Doman trying to seize power?" they thought.

"Take him away!" Nick Doman ordered with a wave of his hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, the elderly man delivered a palm strike to Kenny Doman's neck. Kenny's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed on the ground. Subsequently, the two elderly men supported him and began ascending the stairs to the second floor.

"Now then, Mr Hines, shall we continue?" Nick turned to Derek and spoke in a calm tone.

"Mr Doman, you really surprised me," Derek's eyes narrowed.

"Mr Hines, I have a bit of a temper, so I hope you won't test my patience." Nick Doman coldly replied.

"Donald, please escort Mr Hines to leave." Stout's voice turned serious, and a strong aura erupted from him

"Yes," Donald nodded and escorted Derek towards the door.

"Move!" Nick Doman commanded.

In an instant, the white-haired old man and two others lunged at Stout. At the same time, four more old men rushed in from the entrance, all with the strength of Battle Gods.

"Wanting to court death, I'll grant your wish!" Stout's voice boomed, and he unleashed a powerful gust of energy in response.

Sounds of impact reverberated throughout the hall as fierce clashes occurred. The resulting shockwaves shattered furniture into debris, scattering wood chips everywhere. Stout had to remain cautious to protect Derek and Donald, which put him in a somewhat disadvantaged position, resulting in a stalemate.

"Donald, let's go!" Stout called out. At his command, Donald quickly led Derek towards the exit. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'm sorry, but the two of you aren't going anywhere!" Robbie Doman, who had been watching the fight, stepped forward to block their path.

Donald threw a punch.

"Too weak!" Robbie Doman's cold voice cut through the air, and he returned the punch with one of his own.

Donald was forced back several steps, blood staining his lips.

"Seeking death!" Stout roared, countering the white-haired old man's attack with a powerful punch. He then swept his hand, sending a shockwave towards Robbie Doman.

"Be careful, Robbie!" Nick Doman shouted.

Robbie Doman was well aware that he couldn't withstand Stout's blow, so he hurriedly dodged to the side.

Bang!

Even so, he wasn't fast enough. The shockwave hit him, throwing him into the air before he crashed heavily onto the ground, blood oozing from his mouth.

"Robbie!" Nick Doman cried out in pain, rushing over to his injured son.

Taking advantage of this moment, Donald quickly shielded Derek and fled out of the mansion.

"Since you dared to hurt my son, I'll kill you!" Nick's anger flared, and his aura surged.

"Fool," Stout responded coldly, his aura intensifying. Now that Derek and Donald were safe and he didn't need to hold back anymore, Stout was ready to deal with the situation more effectively.

Let's rewind time to the moment when Derek and the others had just entered the mansion's foyer.

Billy was strolling toward the garden. Before long, as he reached the entrance to the garden, a series of crisp sounds echoed from within, accompanied by a chorus of cheers.

"Sir, excuse me, but the young lady is entertaining guests inside. Unauthorized access is not permitted."

Just as Billy was about to take a step inside, a burly man at the entrance blocked his way.