NovelAppChapter 678 | "Don't shoot, Wilbur!" Orin rushed over, his expression fraught with nerves.
Wilbur glanced at the door. Countless members of the Special Forces had sealed the place off, and he turned to Orin with a chuckle. "You're here too, huh?" "Faye gave me a call, and I came rushing over the second I knew you were here." Orin was visibly nervous here. Faye had just given him a call, telling - him about the news of Baron demanding a stake in Cape.
Orin had not expected that to happen. Baron had only mentioned wanting to work with Cape, which was why Orin had even introduced both parties to each other.
Obviously, Wilbur was going to say no to such a request.
Orin knew the second he heard that Baron was heading to Seecher Hotel to look for Wilbur that an altercation was going to happen and had dropped everything to rush over.
Sure enough, things had escalated to such a dire extent.
Baron had to be safe. Everyone would get into trouble if something were to happen to someone of his status.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe situation would only spiral out of control, causing a horrifying chain reaction.
Wilbur chuckled. "Well, anyone who provokes me has to pay the price of doing so. Don't fault me for this." Orin furrowed his brows tightly. He knew just how powerful Wilbur was, and that nothing would get past him in Kardon Province.
Wilbur was definitely powerful enough to hold his own against Baron, but something like this could not happen within Kardon Province. Not within Orin's territory.
"Wilbur, please let go of Baron first. Let's talk about this," Orin said carefully.
Baron smirked at Wilbur. He was certain that Wilbur would not have the guts to kill him just like that in front of Orin.
Yet Wilbur did not show any intention of letting go of Baron. He stuffed the barrel of the gun into Baron's mouth, shoving harshly as Baron's head fell back. Baron's face flushed from awkward position and his chest was beating wildly in terror.
Of course he was afraid. He would really be done for if this madman actually pulled the trigger.
But his status and pride stopped him from groveling. Amidst his rage and terror, Baron was already hatching a plan on how to torture Wilbur after this was over.
A Sanctuary level cultivator might be powerful, but surely they would not be able to hold up against the most modern of weapons.
These cultivators would have taken over the world otherwise.
If he could not beat Wilbur physically, he would have to resort to weapons or his status.
Orin saw Wilbur's refusal to back down and turned to frown at Baron.
"Baron, you're in the wrong here. I say you apologize to Wilbur, and you'll be fine." "Why should I apologize to him?" Baron yelled, his voice muffled from the pistol in his mouth, but his tone was still arrogant.
Orin was having the headache of his lifetime. These two were really not making this easy for him.
Whitney and the others, however, were scared out of their wits.
'Isn't that Orin Campbell, the governor of Kardon Province? Is Wilbur ignoring even his words?" they wondered.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhitney stared at Wilbur, her expression full of shock and disbelief.
Was this man allowed to speak to Orin Campbell like that, even ignoring Orin's words without anything he could do about it? What was happening to the world? Whitney was flabbergasted, feeling like nothing she knew was real.
At the same time, Baron's men and Orin were nothing but anxious 3/4
seeing how tense the situation was with both parties unwilling to | budge.
One wrong move could result in a catastrophe, and everyone hardly dared to even speak.
| just as Orin was planning the next move, the doors of the banquet hall | opened to reveal a girl in glasses.
The crowd gaped at her.
Behind the girl was an old, slightly hunched-over figure.
Orin let out a breath at the sight, visible relief on his face. ¢ The hunched-over figure glanced at the crowd before walking up to Wilbur and the rest.
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