“Enough of that sympathetic charade of yours, Jagoan. It doesn’t matter who did this to me. You’re still no match for me!” Garthor barked as he glowered at the young man.
“Garthor, how can you talk to your younger brother that way? He’s just worried about you,” the woman reproached Garthor.
“Drop the act. There’s no way both of you care about me,” Garthor scoffed.
“You…” The woman’s expression was filled with rage.
“Shut up, all of you!” Finally, Hugh put his foot down on the argument.
Garthor and Jagoan Fairchild were half-brothers. After Garthor’s mother’s death, Hugh remarried and had a son with his new wife.
Nevertheless, Garthor was never on good terms with both mother and son.
All this while, Jagoan harbored the desire to replace Garthor as the heir to Stormwind Sect. However, Hugh refused to agree to it.
Garthor had significantly increased his strength through genetic modification, solidifying his status within Stormwind Sect. Even though Jagoan intended to do the same, Hugh didn’t allow it with the excuse that the former was too young.
“Garthor, how can a Martial Arts God like you be defeated by a Martial Arts Saint? I heard that the kid doesn’t even belong to a hidden sect, isn’t it ridiculous? Also, our subordinates mentioned that members of Luminous Sect were present…”
“How are they going to respect us after watching the heir to Stormwind Sect beaten to a pulp? By the way, I even heard that you used your genetic healing ability to heal instantly. Aren’t you aware that it’s a secret technique of Stormwind Sect? Don’t you realize that showing it to Luminous Sect is detrimental to us?” Jagoan questioned Garthor calmly.
Jagoan’s words caused Garthor to break out in cold sweat. He hadn’t told Hugh the truth about what happened for fear of infuriating his father and being punished.
Now that Jagoan had exposed him, Garthor was filled with both anger and anxiety.
“Jagoan, stop spewing nonsense!” Garthor roared at his brother.
“Garthor, why are you so angry? I’m just relaying what I heard from our subordinates. If you’re upset by it, why don’t you question the men who went with you?” Jagoan suggested with a grin.
When Garthor was stumped for words, Hugh gave the former a furious look. “Is what Jagoan said true?”
Just as Garthor wanted to explain, Hugh cut him off.
“Enough talk. You’re nothing but a piece of trash. How can you fail to defeat a Martial Arts Saint and end up leaking Stormwind Sect’s secret genetic modifications? Go now to Reflection Cliff and repent. Come out only when you have realized your mistake!” Hugh ordered with a wave of his hand.
“Dad, I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I don’t want to go there.”
Garthor was terrified by the mention of Reflection Cliff.
In spite of that, Hugh showed no mercy and ordered his son to be taken there.
Watching Garthor being dragged away brought a smug smile to the faces of Jagoan and his mother.
“Dad, I’ve investigated the background of the person who beat Garthor up. His name is Jagoan Chance. He’s a Martial Arts Saint who has risen to fame in the Jadeborough martial arts world recently. Even though he has been rescued by Luminous Sect, I’m going to personally seek revenge for the humiliation he has dealt us by beating Garthor up.”
Jagoan knew that this was the time to impress his father.
“Will you be able to defeat Jagoan when even your brother has failed to do so? On top of that, Luminous Sect isn’t going to let you have him easily,” Hugh remarked with a slight frown.
“Dad, I have an idea. Sometimes, power doesn’t solve everything. We still need to use our smarts once in a while.” Jagoan was trying to insinuate that Garthor was an imbecile.
“All right then. You be careful. I don’t want to see you hurt too,” said Hugh as he patted Jagoan on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry, Dad!” Jagoan was ecstatic upon receiving his father’s approval.