After sending that insolent fellow flying with a slap, Jaidon put away his mother's jade pendant and gently asked, "Andrea, are you alright?"
"Master, I am fine." Being held in Jaidon's arms, Andrea felt a numbing sensation all over her body. She said with a red face.
"Do you know who I am? How dare you hit me? You're done for!"
"Mr. Aidon won't let you off!"
The lackey got up with a roll. His mouth was full of blood and he looked rather pathetic.
"Haha, if Aidon comes up to me, I will beat him until he calls me grandpa!"
Damon alone would not dare to kill him. There must be Aidon supporting behind him!
Besides, how could he let it go so easily after they had touched his personal belongings?
At this moment, some people who heard the commotion gathered around.
"Isn't that the cripple? Didn't they say he's dead?"
"He's just a good-for-nothing. He's about to die even if he's not dead yet. Didn't you see that he offended Aidon's men?"
"I still pitied him originally. But now, it seems that trash will always be trash. He must have a death wish for provoking Mr. Aidon."
The lackey charged at Jaidon with a ferocious expression as he said angrily, "How dare you insult Mr. Aidon! You're dead!"
"Trash!" Jaidon coldly looked at the lackey charging towards him. He released Andrea and tilted his head slightly to avoid the other party's attack. Then, he used one hand to lift up the lackey as though he was holding a chicken.
"You keep calling me trash. Why don't you go keep the trash company!" Jaidon suddenly flung his arm.
At the side, there was a pile of rubbish that had yet to be dealt with and was emitting a foul smell.
Then, a figure passed through.
The surrounding people were all stunned. Was this still the same Jaidon they knew? How could he be so strong?
Wasn't Jaidon's energy center crippled, and hadn't he become worse than an ordinary person?
No matter how weak that lackey was, he was still a Level-five Battle Apprentice. Yet he was treated like trash.
Could it be that Jaidon had recovered his abilities?
These people's brains were buzzing, but the reality was right in front of them, so they had no choice but to believe it.
Some of the people who wanted to rush forward stopped in their tracks. If Jaidon had recovered his strength, he would definitely become the most important person in the Booker family. They did not dare to offend him.
However, what they did not know was that the moment Jaidon crawled out of the coffin, the Booker Family could no longer claim associations with him anymore!
The so-called title of a Master of the Booker Family was practically a joke!
"Who dares to make a ruckus outside my residence? Don't you know that I'm receiving an esteemed guest?"
Two young men came out of the courtyard with smiles on their faces.
However, when the two saw Jaidon, their smiling faces froze instantly.
"You are… Jaidon?"
The more tough-looking young man looked at Jaidon, his eyes filled with surprise.
The lackey, whom Jaidon had flung away, crawled up to the young man, pointed angrily at Jaidon, and cried, "Mr. Aidon, this Jaidon, not only did he hit me, he even insulted your grandfather."
"Mr. Aidon, you must stand up for me!"
He cried as though his heart and lungs were torn apart. However, his expression froze in the next moment. Aidon kicked him away and scolded, "Get lost. You've tainted the eyes of the Prince. Even if you had a hundred heads, it won't be enough for your execution."
Aidon turned to look at Jaidon and asked, "Aren't you supposed to be dead?" Aidon had ensured that himself, so how could he not be dead?
"Why are you touching the things in my residence?"
Jaidon's face gradually turned cold as he questioned.
Aidon laughed out loud. "Can't you tell such an obvious thing? You've already become useless. I'm the head of the Booker family now. Naturally, the residence belongs to me."
"As for the trash, I don't want to be tainted by your bad luck. Bah, trash is trash. Even if he's not dead, he's still trash!"
"But it's good that you're here. You can be the witness and gift your maidservant to the Prince yourself."
After saying that, Aidon's gaze landed on Andrea, and his tone was unquestionable.
"Nonsense!" Andrea stood up and glared at Aidon.
She had been staying in the Booker family all along and naturally, knew the Booker family's affairs very well. Aidon was simply talking nonsense.
"The clan leader never gave you the order to move to my Master's residence. You made the decision yourself!"
"This is where Master lives, not you!"
Andrea's words caused anger to flash across Aidon's face. It was a thorn he had always had inside of him, but Andrea had pulled it out and exposed him.
The clan leader had always disapproved of him moving in, but now that the old fellow was in seclusion, and with the support of the Prince and the other elders, even the clan leader couldn't say much.
However, he was still bothered by it.
"You speak very eloquently, but I don't know whether you are equally impressive when serving!"
Aidon then walked towards Andrea.
"What are you trying to do?" Seeing Aidon approaching, Andrea couldn't help but retreat. Aidon was extremely powerful, having already reached the rank of Level-five Battle Master. He was the most talented person in the Booker family.
"Hehe, if you're willing to follow this useless person, you might as well follow His Royal Highness. With King Jarold as his backer, I can guarantee that you won't have any worries for the rest of your life."
The Prince whom Aidon was talking about was the Prince in control of this area—the eldest son of King Jarold.
The power of King Jarold was indeed much greater than that of the Booker family, which was only limited to the Green Valley Town. They were simply incomparable.
Andrea's face turned pale when she saw the other young man walking out of the door with Aidon.
It was none other than Prince Darren.
Darren watched this scene with interest. He enjoyed playing with people's hearts.
Darren ignored 'Jaidon the trash'. He walked closer to Andrea and said, "Tsk tsk, what a beautiful face and excellent figure. Follow me from now on."
In his eyes, Jaidon had already become a good-for-nothing and was not worth wasting his time. He was also certain that Jaidon would not dare to attack him.
People cherished their lives.
The power of King Jarold in this area was as great as the Heavens.
Darren's face was sickly white, but his eyes were lecherous as he looked Andrea up and down as if she already belonged to him.
What was even worse was that he extended his hand, about to touch Andrea.
"Get lost!"
Jaidon took a step forward and slapped Darren's face mercilessly, sending him flying.
The Booker family disciples were stunned by the scene before them. What did they just see?
This piece of trash Jaidon actually dared to hit the Prince?
Did he want to die?
Did he want to drag the entire Booker family down with him?
These people all felt hatred towards Jaidon. He was basically pushing the Booker family into a fire pit.
"You're finished!"
"Very well, I will remember you. Your name is Jaidon, right? I will make you die today!"
After he finished speaking, a powerful aura erupted from Darren's body. He was actually a Level-one Battle Master!
"Trash, not only do I want you dead, but I also want to play your woman to death!" Darren's face revealed a ferocious expression as pale yellow essence energy surged towards Jaidon.