63 63 - Event Final Par (1/2)

While the patriarchs chatted outside the arena, Aatrox and the other boys were being surrounded by the smaller cultivators, wanting tips and praising the battle they had right now.

Soon the four of them used some movement techniques and disappeared.

As Aatrox wandered through the event to get out of the spotlight, he saw a face he would never forget. Suddenly, the room that was hot and lively began to drop in temperature. The weaker cultivators began to feel cold and a little afraid while their body hair began to shiver.

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Travis was walking normally accompanied by his weak lackeys who paved the way for him to pass through. His family was famous in the city of Red River and he couldn't help but attend the Annual Cultivators Meeting.

Travis had found some interesting things in the stalls he'd been through. As he looked at a multicolored orb, one of his minions whispered that an interesting battle was going on in the arena.  Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Hearing this, Travis' interest shot up and he began to head for the arena trying to find such an interesting fight that the servant had told him. Unfortunately for him, when they arrived in the arena, there was a crowd surrounding a group of people, who were apparently the fighters.

Pure dread. Travis was frozen at the scene; his underwear was starting to get wet when he started to search the sides of where that feeling might be coming from. When Travis looked at a teenager looking at him with eyes that had the red iris and the black sclerotic like a demon, he saw nothing but those red eyes and could not stop freezing, but when a person passed in front of that teenager, he suddenly disappeared.

Travis no longer felt the cold sensation surrounding him and began to breathe. If he was managing to control his bladder before, after he looked into that teenager's eyes, he lost control. Now he was all wet.

Seeing the weird looks he was getting from the people around, Travis was dying of anger and shouted at his minions. ”Prepare the slaves! I need to spill my anger when I get home. Bring that little girl too, I'll hurt her other leg.” He said it with a deep hatred.

”Yes, young master.” One of the lackeys said.

”And another thing, look up everything about a red-eyed teenager who was here. I want to know everything about him.” He said that last tremendous part of so much anger. He couldn't see anything but those red eyes looking at him like he was just dead meat.

Travis had never felt so humiliated in all 17 years of his life. This mere cultivator had decided to provoke him, Travis wanted to skin him alive.

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Aatrox who had stopped in a corner began to breathe again as he controlled his anger and stopped supplying energy to his eyes. Unintentionally, out of only deep hatred, he had returned a bit of his Decay way when he saw Travis.

Aatrox may never have met Travis personally, but Benjamin did. When Benjamin was younger, he suffered bullying in school because of his female characteristics. The boys were jealous of the attention he received from the girls so they always excluded him and cursed him of everything.