The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 205 Scared Witless

Chapter 205 Scared Witless

"Aren't you coming over here to apologize yet?" After finishing the last piece of cake, Stout looked at Domi Tropper and spoke to him.

"Do you... do you know who my uncle is? I promise you, you won't walk out of here standing today!" Domi Tropper was not ready to back down easily.

Although he vaguely sensed that Stout's skills might be at the level of a Battle General or higher, he had his own reliance. He didn't consider Stout to be a threat.

"Well, looks like you have a really impressive uncle? Tell me about him, maybe I'll be impressed?" Stout replied.

"My uncle is the Governor of the Special Patrol Squadron in the east district!" After standing up and wiping the blood from his forehead with a stack of napkins, Domi Tropper continued with determination.

"Don't think that a little martial skill makes you invincible. When my uncle deals with you, it'll be no different from squashing an ant!"

Hiss!

Some people around who had not known Domi Tropper were taken aback by his words, sucking in a breath of cold air. Most people were well aware of what the Special Patrol Squadron represented. It was an organization that held direct access to the capital city. Even the Ozin Police Station and the Department of War would tread carefully around it. And on top of that, his uncle was the Governor of the east district, a position akin to a high-ranking official in ancient times. Perhaps, even the dignitaries in Ozin Cloud would bow in respect if they met him?

"Well, that chubby guy is probably in big trouble now." The onlookers thought.

"The Governor of the Special Patrol Squadron? Sounds quite official! Kind of intimidating." Stout shrugged his shoulders and changed the subject. "But, I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it. Can you tell me what the Special Patrol Squadron does?"

He genuinely hadn't heard of it. Apart from his comrades in the Western Army and those nurses, he didn't really know many people.

A round of coughing spread around.

"Do you-" Domi Tropper was nearly on the verge of spitting blood.

"Hey, boss, have you heard of it? Is he a high-ranking official?" Stout then looked at Billy. "Can we keep beating him?"

"Sure!" Billy raised his glass and took a sip. "You can stop when you get tired. That's the rule!"

Billy had some lingering frustration from his recent encounter with the Special Patrol Squadron during his trip to the capital. He still hadn't fully vented that out.

"Alright!" With Billy's words, Stout had a clear understanding.

"Honey, let's just forget it, okay?" Harleen Knight said with a hint of concern as more people gathered around. Her concern wasn't about the other party's identity; she worried that this ongoing situation might have a negative impact. After all, this was a corporate party, and causing such a commotion before the event even officially started was hardly appropriate.

"Okay then!" Billy smiled. He understood Harleen's concern. Then he looked at Domi Tropper and said, "Why don't you call your uncle and let me ask him how impressive he, Alexander Hall, is?"

"How... how do you know my uncle's name?" Domi Tropper was slightly stunned. "Who are you?"

As he spoke, a sense of unease crept over him. The fact that this stranger casually mentioned his uncle's name, with an indifferent expression, despite the presence of his powerful uncle, unsettled Domi Tropper.

"He's someone you're not qualified to know!" At that moment, Derek's voice rang out. "If you don't want to die, get down on your knees right now!"

Derek Hines followed up, leading a group of high-ranking executives from the World Group's subsidiary company. Seeing him, those around were once again surprised, wondering whether he was the host of tonight's party.

Seeing Derek, Harleen Knight also revealed a surprised expression. Although she hadn't interacted with him before, there was few people who did not know this influential figure. What astonished her even more was the tone in which Derek spoke. It seemed he had a rather close relationship with her husband.

"Could it be that Billy's claim of knowing people from Ozin Tower meant he is acquainted with the chairman?" Harleen thought to herself.

"... Mr Hines, what do you mean?" Domi Tropper took a deep breath and looked at Derek.

"Don't understand my words?" Derek's voice remained stern. "I told you to kneel down immediately!"

With that, Derek approached Billy quickly, bowing deeply, "Mr Gardner, I apologize for being late. I was in a meeting."

People were once again taken aback. "Who was this guy? To make Derek, the chairman of Ozin Tower, show such respect?" they thought.

Even the top figures in Ozin might not receive this treatment.

Ava Jones and Hannah Hill, on the sidelines, were equally stunned. While they had sensed that Billy had an extraordinary background from their last encounter, they hadn't expected him to be this influential.

"Mr Hines, who is he?" Domi Tropper's sense of unease grew stronger.

"You still can't let go, huh?" Derek's voice was heavy.

"Aren't you going to call your uncle? Tell him that you want Mr Gardner's wife to dance with you, and see what your uncle says!"

"Oh, and tell your uncle, Mr Gardner's full name is Billy Gardner!"

Domi Tropper exhaled heavily. His face turned pale within two minutes, sweat broke out all over his body, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

Thud!

After hanging up the phone, Domi immediately knelt down in front of Billy, trembling uncontrollably, and begged for mercy.

"Mr Gardner, please, I'm begging you, spare my life this time..."

Jaws dropped all around, and everyone was collectively stunned as they saw the nephew of the Governor of the Special Patrol Squadron was scared to this extent.

"Well, didn't you say your uncle was impressive earlier? Why are you so cowardly now? Why didn't you call your uncle?" Stout sneered.

"I'm sorry, truly sorry. Please, Mr Gardner, spare my life..." Domi Tropper continued to plead while kowtowing, a gash appearing on his forehead as he did so.

Domi couldn't help but feel terrified. Right after he finished speaking on the phone with his uncle, his uncle erupted into a furious roar, warning him not to seek death and burden others. Then, Alexander Hall proceeded to scold him mercilessly, drenching him in a torrent of angry words. He was warned that if he didn't value his life, he should apologize immediately. Otherwise, not even a king could save him!

Even though his uncle hadn't revealed what exactly Billy's identity was, he left Domi with one final statement - the person he had provoked was someone he, Alexander Hall, should look up to.

Upon hearing these words, all Domi Tropper's false hope crumbled in an instant. He finally understood the level of the powerful figure he had offended! Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Sir, how should we handle her?"Derek looked at Billy and asked.

"He's your employee. You should handle it yourself," Billy said, casting a fleeting smile at Harleen beside him.

"I see." Derek grasped Billy's implication. Billy didn't want to reveal too much in front of Harleen.

Derek turned to the old man behind him, "Donald, take him away and deal with it after the banquet."

"Got it!" The old man nodded in response.

"Sir... Mr Gardner, please, I'm begging you, spare me this time..." Domi Tropper continued to plead.

Thud!

Before he could finish speaking, Donald delivered a palm strike, causing Domi's eyes to roll back as he lost consciousness. He was then carried away by Donald.