King's Awakening

Huh!?

The mysterious attacker furrowed his brows, a puzzled expression appearing on his face.

However, at this point, he had no other choices.

The command he had received was to get White Mitchell out of the Dragon Realm at all costs. At this time, backing off was absolutely impossible.

Yet, he had never expected that in the face of his full-powered attack, White Mitchell didn’t even bat an eye at him and easily blocked it.

This…

The mysterious man was astonished, his brow already furrowed into a “Chuan” character.

“How…how is your power…?” The mysterious man ceased his attack, simply standing there in surprise.

The stranger was well-aware of his own prowess – a Titled War God who had survived countless battles. Among Titled War Gods in the mundane world, his fighting strength was vastly superior.

As for White Mitchell, he had only been in the War Department for a mere five years.

No matter how hard he worked, his strength could never surpass his own, much less easily block his attack.

However, reality was completely opposite to his expectations.

Not only was White Mitchell’s strength potent, it had already surpassed his own!

This outcome completely turned the stranger’s understanding on its head.

“The world is vast, filled with unimaginable things. I am one of them,” White Mitchell calmly responded.

Upon hearing these words, the stranger felt a burning sensation spread across his face, as if he’d been slapped in full view.

Ironically, he had just used the same argument against White Mitchell.

As the tables turned, he realized that he was the ignorant one, totally unaware of the wider world.

Now, he finally understood why White Mitchell was so confident in his words.

Because, the world in White Mitchell’s eyes was not on the same level as the world in his eyes.

Was he the joke all along?

The stranger gave a bitter laugh internally, completely giving up on the idea of reaching out to attack White Mitchell again.

Why bother? White Mitchell could probably crush him with a single finger!

Years of hard work had reaped lesser results than White Mitchell’s mere five years.

Comparing oneself to others would only make one aggrieved!

The more the stranger thought about it, the more helpless he felt, resentfully muttering, “all that comes out of your Mitchell Family are freaks!”

“So, want to continue?” White Mitchell’s voice echoed in a serene tone, sounding normal, but to the stranger, it carried a hint of ridicule.

“No more fighting, no more. Just stop!” The mysterious man completely reined in his aura, grumbling irritably.

White Mitchell responded with a faint smile, continuing to ask, “Can you answer a few of my questions?”

The sullen stranger raised his head to look at White Mitchell, then snorted impatiently, “No, I can’t. I know what you want to ask.

But I can’t reveal my identity. Even if you knew, it wouldn’t do you any good.”

This answer was within White Mitchell’s expectations, so he wasn’t overly surprised. Instead, he continued to probe, “If it’s not the Taylor Family, then it must be the Mitchell Family, right?

I’ve heard rumors that the Mitchell Family’s second master holds an important position within the War Department, protecting the Mitchell family…”

Upon hearing this, the stranger’s face turned icy, and he immediately interrupted, “Don’t talk anymore, even if you guess correctly, I won’t admit it. Don’t waste your effort.”

Even though the stranger didn’t admit anything, his words undeniably confirmed White Mitchell’s guess.

The man behind him was indeed the second master of the Mitchell Family, Mateo Mitchell!

White Mitchell had heard about this character who ranked second in the Mitchell Family of Capital City.

However, even when he was part of the Mitchell Family or when he joined the War Department to serve in the military, White Mitchell had never met this number two figure in his family.

Everything was nothing more than rumors.

Even when White Mitchell used the power of the War Department to investigate the other party’s identity, he still found nothing.

Clearly, Mateo Mitchell’s identity, like his own, was top secret. Even if he was a high-ranking officer, White Mitchell had no right to know.

But none of these mattered to White Mitchell.

“Go and tell your master not to think about stopping me. I will avenge some grievances, some people I must kill. The day I appear in the Capital City will be their day of fear!” White Mitchell said indifferently.

The mysterious man gave White Mitchell an irritated look, he was going to say something but realised he was in no position to persuade him.

After a long silence, the mysterious man finally spoke, “Can you tell me how strong you really are and how large your power base is?”

“Is that important?” White Mitchell countered.

The stranger nodded seriously, “Very important!”

Upon hearing this, White Mitchell just laughed, shaking his head, and replied casually, “Let your master ask the Elders’ House himself.”

Having said that, White Mitchell turned around and left. This time, the stranger didn’t try to stop him, nor could he. He just stood there in a trance, his face full of worry.

After a while, the stranger snapped back to reality, urgently taking out his mobile phone and dialing a mysterious number, “Second Master, things are a bit tricky…his strength… it has already surpassed mine!

I’m sorry, I didn’t do well with this. When I return, you can do whatever you want with me, I won’t say a word!”

“His strength has surpassed yours!? What on earth is going on!? The voice at the other end of the phone echoed in surprise.

Subsequently, the stranger relayed everything that had happened this evening to the Second Master on the other end of the phone.

After hearing the stranger’s report, the figure at the other end of the phone fell into silence.

Upon seeing this, the stranger could only give a bitter laugh. He had not expected that even the Second Master, who in his eyes was invincible, would be so shocked upon hearing this news.

White Mitchell’s growth was just too astounding!

Thinking of this, the stranger laughed bitterly, “In all the world, I’m afraid only those freaks in the White War Department can be considered on par with him. Second Master, to be honest, the talent of your nephew…is quite demoralizing…”‘

Just as the stranger was laughing bitterly, a shocked voice rang from the other end of the phone, “What did you just say?”

The stranger was taken aback, and laughed bitterly again, “I said, your nephew’s talent…”

“Not that one, the one before that!” The man on the other end of the phone urged.

Huh!?

The stranger was stunned once more, then said in astonishment, “All across Putian, only those in the White War Department…”

“White War Department! That’s it! The White War Department! Hahaha…The White War Department!!!” The man on the other end of the phone laughed ecstatically. Even over the phone, the mysterious man could feel his excitement.

The mysterious man was completely stunned. What on earth was happening?

After hesitating for a moment, the mysterious man finally couldn’t help asking, “Sec…second master, are you okay? Why…”

Before the stranger could finish his sentence, the man on the phone excitedly said, “Our Mitchell family has produced a dragon! We have a dragon! I’m proud! I’m so proud!!!”