At that moment, Dylan suddenly shot up as he slammed the table. He bellow
ed, "Tyler Grant, don't think you can act as you please just because you
have some talent. We're not easy targets!"
"Who are you? Do you have the right to talk to me?" Tyler gave him a cold
glance.
"Hmph! Listen up!" Dylan straightened his chest and held his head up high
. "My name is Dylan
Harmon
I'm currently a high–
ranking commander of the Dark Panther Cavalry. I've fought over a dozen
wars and slain hundreds of men!"
"A mere commander is challenging me? Where did you get your courage? You'
re not even a deputy general. Tyler spoke indifferently.
"Even though I'm only a commander, Scarlet Spanner is my general! I don't
believe you'd dare challenge the Goddess of War!" Dylan responded arroga
ntly.
"Scarlet Spanner? Tyler frowned slightly, finally betraying a hint of emo
tion. As Dragonmarsh's first Goddess of War, Scarlet had not only achieve
d incredible feats, she came from an influential background and possessed
unparalleled martial skills. He indeed considered himself inferior to he
r. However, that was only for now. He was confident of surpassing her wit
hin ten years.
"What? Are you afraid?" Dylan was pleased. "Are your legs weak just by he
aring her name? Let me tell you. Don't think you can look down on people
just because of your little achievements. Just so you know, the world is
a big place, and there are many people better than you out there!" As soo
n as he said that, the Harmons clapped in agreement.
"Nicely said!"
"So what if he's General Lionheart? He still needs to bow down to the God
dess of War!"
"Ha! You must feel ashamed now after acting so outrageously, huh?"
Seeing Tyler being humiliated, the Harmons were filled with renewed spiri
ts, coming out of their
distress.
"He's indeed my son. He managed to put Tyler in his place with a few word
s." Standing
in the front rows, Jacob had a proud look on his face. As his son stood i
n the limelight, he also basked in the
glory.
"That's right. Without Dylan here today, nobody would have been able to g
o up against Tyler."
Trent flashed a wide smile.
A few other older Harmon family members were also filled with awe. "With
a son like him, the
Harmons would be elevated to a higher standing!"
For a moment, Dylan became the center of attention, incomparable to anyon
e else. Everyone present thought highly of him.
"Hey! What are you still standing there for? Take your men and leave imme
diately! Don't disrupt the party!" Dylan stepped forward and gestured wit
h his chin, a
look of arrogance on his face. A talented genius? General Lionheart? In t
he end, he still ended up stepping all over Tyler.
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Suddenly, Tyler dissolved
into laughter. "Do you think you can scare me by using Scarlet's name?"
"What? Aren't you going to show deference to the Goddess of War?" Dylan r
ebuked sharply.
"Scarlet Spanner is different from you. You're nothing but her dog! What
makes you think you can show off here?" Tyler sneered.
"Y–you, you dare humiliate me?" Dylan's expression darkened.
"So what if I do? Get lost before I slice your head off!" Tyler exclaimed
.
Dylan erupted in fury. "You're seeking death!" He stepped lightly, launch
ing a powerful punch as he shot forward. He knew Tyler was a formidable o
pponent and had exerted all his strength into the punch. He planned on st
riking first and ending the fight with a single blow.
"Dylan, no!" Hector's expression shifted as he tried to stop him, but it
was too late.
"What a
fool." In the face of Dylan's attack, Tyler only looked at him in contemp
t. With a simple
point of the finger, he struck Dylan's chest.
A muffled explosion was heard as Dylan flew a good 30 feet
back before crashing on the floor. It
was as if he was hit by a truck. For a moment, he turned pale and spat ou
t blood.