“Who did he offend? It doesn’t matter who—I won’t let him live to see the light of day!” Master Wilson yelled. He was extremely furious and was about to explode with rage.
However, he was suddenly stunned after saying that. “Hold on. Who did he offend, you say? He offended a Goddess of War?”
“That’s right, Master. He offended the Goddess of War, Lana Zechs!” the bodyguard explained.
“We’re done for, Master. The person he’s offended this time is too powerful. It’s a miracle that she didn’t come for our entire family!” The Wilson family caretaker’s expression darkened, abruptly submitting to fate.
“No–no way. He seriously offended a God of War?” Master Wilson gulped. The anger that was boiling in him just a moment ago dissipated in a flash. Fear took its place.
That was a Goddess of War. Never mind the powerhouses of Eastfields—not even the powerhouses of other big cities, would dare offend someone like that. There were plenty of people out to curry their favor, even. He never thought his own son would actually offend such a powerful figure.
“F–find doctors for him first!” Master Wilson cried towards two bodyguards after a moment of silence.
After the bodyguards left, he immediately ordered a few others to bring Michael in to rest first. Then, he turned to another bodyguard. “What on earth happened? My son isn’t an idiot. Surely he wasn’t stupid enough to offend a Goddess of War?”
“This is what happened, Master. You know that this Goddess of War always liked to maintain a low profile…”
The bodyguard flashed a bitter smile and told David everything.
“Seriously? Why the mask when nothing was going on? My son has received an extremely unfair beating!”
David gritted his teeth. He believed that Michael would not have said anything like that had he known she was a Goddess of War. He would never have shown such disrespect toward her. However, it was all in the past. He had no choice but to give in. Still, his heart was sent into a panic when he thought of his son being beaten to a pulp.
“That b*stard, Ivan. Slapping someone just because they told him to, and even using such a heavy hand! My son may have been beaten to death had he received a few more slaps!” David clenched his fists tightly. He wanted to shred that punk into pieces.
“Master, we can’t pin the blame on Ivan. It was all Jack’s plan, that son-in-law of the Taylor family. You know that Young Master Wilson harbored some interest in his wife. Naturally, Jack would harbor some dissent within him as well. It wouldn’t have been easy to get a Goddess of War to allow him to deal the punishment. How could he miss an opportunity like that? That was why he dealt such a vicious punishment to the young master!
“However, I myself think it was too much. No matter what you say, we’re still second-class aristocrats. It would’ve been enough to make the young master get on his knees and kowtow to apologize. Why did he have to receive two hundred slaps? Two hundred!” the bodyguard said, sighing.