Regal Guard of Dragon

Chapter 810 The Fat Man's New Job

The fat man just urged these people to leave.

But what he said was like a joke. Finn did not even need to resort to others. To be honest, he could

help himself.

After hastening them to leave, the fat man shamelessly turned back to Finn.

"Mr. Chen, may I go back?"

He intended to escape from here, but Finn didn't allow him to go.

"You did quite a good job. I think I should reward you."

The fat man immediately waved and refused, saying,

"No, no, Mr. Chen. It's my pleasure."

But Finn said,

"You finished the task I assigned you, so I should reward you in return. But I would never tolerate your

personally stretching the rule to allow others in the club. Your guilt cancelled out your glory. I would like

you to do nothing but to guard here as a backup for some time. How about it?"

The fat man was a bit anguished, but he knew that it could be regarded as a satisfying aftermath after

having angered Finn. Then, without forethought, he suddenly expressed his gratitude to Finn.

However, the guard stood there, looking at Finn curiously.

Finn smiled at him, saying,

"You can take a few days off with salary."

It was solely an incident happening in XY Resort, which hardly ever bore upon on Finn's everyday life.

However, it was always transient for a calm life.

Since it seemed that the whole Northeast felt disgraceful due to the Mighty General Leader was

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Now in a pub in the capital city of Northeast province, Dunker was drinking with a group of people.

One of them was Juel, who was Luon's son and fond of famous watches.

"Bro Juel, is it true that your father lost to that lad?"

Although the news went viral outside, no one really got the exact one. Since Luon still stayed in bed for

recovery, he would not justify his failure.

Besides, Finn thought it worthless to show off because of winning the match.

Therefore, looking forward that Luon's failure was just a rumor, Dunker asked so.

But Juel looked frustrated, then he refused to admit that and said,

"Finn was so cunning that he was skillful at playing tricks. I was there to witness that he was nearly

defeated by my father. But, it was strange that that guy behaved like a monster with his eyes suddenly

going red and some black scales growing on his skin.

All of a sudden, he was too powerful to feel painful, and remained motionless no matter how hard my

father punched him."

Even though Dunker didn't see that scene, he thought it sounded eccentric and asked,

"What kind of martial art it was?! How come it was that horrible!"

"I knew nothing about it at that time. But when I came back and did some research, I finally get the

name of such an evil martial."

"What is it?"

People there fixed their eyes on Juel out of curiosity.

Juel lowered his voice. He made up such nonsense in order to save the fame of his father. How could

he admit that his father failed in the match and even nearly lost his life!

Therefore, he did some research and collected some evidences to make his every word credible.

"Did you all hear of Master Blood Shadow of the Evil Sect 30 years ago?"

They just shook their head. Only Dunker mumbled,

"My father mentioned it before. Now he passed away. What happened? Is it related to him?"

"Correct! The evil martial that Finn practiced is what Master Blood Shadow passed down. It is a martial

art practiced with human blood."

Not knowing how mysterious such an evil martial art was, they were all astonished to hear that. It was

widely acknowledged that Finn was not a good guy and he was resented by many people. Now there

were more sound reasons for them to show their hatred towards him.

After Juel finished his words, Dunker sighed.

"It was a pity that your father was defeated by such a vicious guy! It was unbelievable that our Mighty

General Leader ended up falling into his trap. Even God didn't bless us and made the whole Northeast

feel disgraceful."

His words also made Juel upset. Dunker picked up his cup, looking at Juel and lamenting,

"Bro Juel, we will finally take revenge on Finn and put him to death. Voilà, let me toast you."

Nevertheless, the man was not as good as the wine.

But not all of them knew that.

Beside these people, a young boy, at the age of 17 or 18, looked at them curiously.

"Brother, is that true? The Master Blood Shadow?"

The boy asked an elder youngster.

The elder one said,

"It's true. Master Blood Shadow was as powerful as a master that nearly no one could conquer him. He

even put the whole society in chaos and anxiety."

Upon hearing that, the boy felt bewildered.

"But our father and uncle are also masters. Why didn't they deal with such a demon?"

His words seemed to reveal some secrets. It was hard to imagine that there were two masters in one

sect. Was he boasting?

But the elder one explained,

"Though our father and uncle are masters, Master Blood Shadow practiced the evil martial. It might be

possible to clobber him together, but it was so hard to capture him. It was a piece of cake for him as

long as he meant to run away."

Surprised, the young boy wondered,

"Then, how did he kick the bucket?"

The elder one shook his head.

"No more news then. It was said that he went belly-up, but no one figured out how he was gone and

killed."

"OK."

The young boy nodded gently.

These two groups of people shouldn't have encountered in the pub until such a thing occurred.

Someone here were drunk and started to make troubles.

He wielded a chair nearby, saying to a shivering girl that he would like to see her naked.

He behaved so violently that although others attempted to stop him, he still swung the chair and no one

dared approach him.

Dunker was grieved then, but when he saw that, he suddenly felt cross.

He was resenting with his friends what Finn had done and expressing his indignation, but someone

hurt the ambiance.

"What happened?"

Dunker reached near the drunker.

Someone figured out that he was the son of Northeast King, and reported to him what had gone

through.

"How coward he is! You three even fear to approach him?! Wait and see how I beat him down!"

Dunker was not afraid of him at all since he practiced martial before. He walked straight to the guy and

put him down within round one.

When Dunker clapped his hands, applause from the crowd spread the pub.

They applauded with different intentions. Some praised him for flattering on Dunker while others for his

good deed. However, it was such an easily forgotten thing that no one would remember that soon.

Nevertheless, Dunker's appearance seemed to leave a light impression on the young and elder boys.

It was merely another day that they came across again.

Northeast King as Walker was called, he was not famous for martial art. On the contrary, concerning

about it, Luon, the Mighty General Leader, was far more outstanding than him.