The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 430 Too Low-Ranking!

Bang!

As Sheila Harvey had just reached the doorway, a powerful surge of energy knocked her off her feet, sending her crashing into the wall with a heavy thud before she fell to the ground.

"Mr Barber, please calm down..." Sheila Harvey struggled to her feet, wiping blood from her mouth with her hand, and continued speaking. "My family has cooperated with the South Trade Group for many years. You wouldn't want such a small incident to affect our cooperation, would you? If you insist on doing this today, the Harvey clan will not let it go. You..."

"You dare to threaten me, huh? I can see that you're asking for death!" Mark Barber quickly approached her and pulled her wrists over. Simultaneously, his other hand tore a slit in her dress.

"No..."

Sheila cried out in alarm, her face turning pale.

Mark slapped her down onto the sofa.

"Come on, let me be satisfied, I won't mistreat you." Mark said as he approached.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Just then, a knocking sound came from the door.

"Young Master, are you there?" the voice of an elderly man called out.

"Get lost!" Mark recognized it as one of his people, but he had no interest in dealing with this at the moment.

"Young Master, Mr Motley has returned to the hotel and wants to see you immediately." Elder Thornen continued.

"Hmm?" Mark furrowed his brow and after a brief pause, he said, "I'll be right there!"

Afterward, he picked up his coat from the sofa, glanced at Sheila, and said sternly, "You, troublesome woman, call those two twin girls you mentioned earlier into the room to wait for me. If I don't see them after I'm done talking to Mr Motley, you know the consequences!"

With that, he turned and walked toward the door.

"I'll arrange for them to come over right away." Sheila said, feeling a sense of relief. As she spoke, her eyes flashed with a coldness, and she gritted her teeth.

That bastard almost succeeded!

At the same time, her hatred for Billy and his companions grew stronger. The root of all this trouble lay with those three. Without delay, she took out her phone and dialed a number.

The next day was a weekend, and the weather was nice. Stout drove Billy's family to the park for a day of fun.

"Daddy, Mommy, I want to ride the Ferris wheel. Will you take me? And Uncle Stout also come with us!" Tasha, excited, pointed to the Ferris wheel not far away.

"Sure!" Billy replied with a smile, taking Tasha's hand as they headed towards the Ferris wheel. Harleen and Stout followed behind.

Tasha hadn't been to the park in a while, and she was incredibly excited. After getting off the Ferris wheel, she immediately grabbed Harleen's hand and headed towards the direction of the carousel. Around 10 o'clock in the morning, Billy's phone started ringing. He picked it up and saw that it was a call from Judge.

"How's it going?" Billy asked as he answered the call.

"Boss, just as you expected, the Harvey clan sent a group of people over this morning. They should be heading to the park now." Judge responded.

"In addition, they're together with people from Nanrania. I made sure to inform the relevant departments at Ozin, as you instructed. They won't be sending anyone to accompany them."

"Very good!" Billy nodded. This was exactly what he wanted.

After the events of yesterday, he knew that both parties wouldn't give up easily. So he had instructed Judge to have people keep an eye on the Harvey clan and people of Nanrania's delegation 24/7 to see what they would do next. He had also explicitly mentioned to Judge to inform the relevant departments at Ozin not to get involved in this matter.

Yesterday, he had let the two individuals from the other side go

because they were insignificant and couldn't be of much help. If he wanted to catch big fish, he needed to draw them out. Otherwise, it would be a waste of time and

energy.

"Tasha, are you tired of playing? How about you go home with Mommy first?" Billy approached Harleen and Tasha and suggested.

"I'm not tired at all! I want to play some more," Tasha replied, still full of energy.

"It's okay, Tasha. Tomorrow is Sunday, and Daddy can take you to another park tomorrow. How does that sound?" Billy smiled and tried to persuade her.

"Darling, do you have something to take care of?" Harleen asked.

"Yes, it's a minor thing," Billy replied with a faint smile. "Take Tasha home first, and I'll handle it and be back soon."

"Is it related to those people from yesterday?" Harleen asked, her concern showing.

"Don't worry, dear. They're all minor issues. You go back for now, and I'll be back shortly." Billy reassured her with a comforting look.

"All right," Harleen agreed. She then turned to Tasha and said, "Tasha, let's go home for now. Grandma has prepared lots of delicious food. We can come out and play again tomorrow, okay?" "Okay," Tasha agreed. "But promise me you'll take me out tomorrow, daddy!"

"I promise!" Billy reassured her with a smile.

A few minutes later, after sending Harleen and Tasha on their way, Billy and Stout walked towards the park entrance.

As Billy and Stout reached an open space near the entrance, a line of cars pulled up, and dozens of people approached them.

"We meet again!" Mark Barber looked at Billy and Stout with a cold gaze as he and his group approached.

"Not a bad show of force!" Billy glanced at the group of people from Nanrania and the Harvey clan.

Among the Nanrania's delegation, an

elderly man had reached the

pinnacle of War Grandmaster

strength, while among the Harvey

clan's people, the old man whoz followed Sheila Harvey wasn't weak either, at the level of a War Grandmaster in its prime

"Are you regretting it now?" Sheila Harvey added, her tone icy.

"Tsk tsk, you guys don't fear death, huh?" Stout smacked his lips. "Did you forget what I said yesterday? Did you bring your life insurance today?"

"Yesterday, it was you who injured our people from Nanrania?" a middle-aged man asked Stout, his tone condescending.

"Who are you? Do you have the qualification to speak here?" Stout scrutinized the man.

"That's enough!" another young man pointed at Stout and said, "Mr Motley is the Emissary of Administrative Education of Nanrania. You dare to speak to him like this? Are you tired of living?" "Whoa, so he's an Emissary of Administrative Education!" Stout had a look of surprise on his face. Afterward, he turned to Billy and asked, "Boss, what's an Emissary of Administrative Education?" "You...!" The young man started to angrily retort.

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man named Benjamin Motley scolded.

"A Provincial Governor!" Billy replied with a faint smile.

"Oh, I thought he was a governor of a whole country!" Stout shrugged his shoulders. "Too low-ranking, not much fun!"