42 First Contac (2/2)

”Lei Sing! Why are you interfering in the School of Nobles' business?! Does the Sing Family want to wage war with us?!” Vernon was frustrated. He know that if Sing really wanted to protect Akke, he couldn't do anything about it.

”I'm just helping my litte brother over there~” said Sing casually.

Vernon glanced at what Sing was pointing out. He saw a boy with sky blue hair clad with commoners clothing standing in front of the weakened Akke. His navy blue eyes were like the wide sky seemingly emitting endless possibilities. On his right hand was a silver colored pistol which was larger than normal. Intricate ancient carvings can be seen on its barrel.

Realizing that this kid was the source of those powerful bullets, Vernon questioned.

”Commoner brat! Who gave you the courage to disturb me?!”

”No one, I just don't want to see a helpless girl die from your so called ”noble justice”.” Mo responded calmly.

”You....!” Vernon was about to continue berating when suddenly a super powerful pressure pressed towards them.

A voice reverbrated with authority, ”Who gave you brats the authority to disturb my tournament? It seems that you little kids don't want to live anymore.”

Mo, Sing and Vernon struggled withstanding the powerful pressure causing them to involuntarily kneel down.

Seeing that the situation is getting out of hand, Xiu who was standing by walked forward and bowed towards the clone on the platform.

”Master Roshi, please forgive my friends for their reckless actions, we will not cause you anymore trouble in the future.” he calmly said.

”Mei Xiu, I and your father are good friends so I will forgive you this time, but if something like this happens again, don't blame me for being cruel.” Master Roshi said coldly before withdrawing the pressure.

”Thank you for your grace Master Roshi.” Xiu bowed and sighed.

The heavy pressure then suddenly disappeared without a trace causing the kneeling trio sigh a breath of relief.

”Brat what is your name?” Vernon who snorted and was about to leave suddenly asked.

”Mo Hardinger, a wandering warrior.” Mo said.

”Very well! I, Vernon Elliot, will remember this humiliation and personally behead you to atone for your sins!” Vernon announced before jumping out of the platform.

Ignoring Vernon's provocations, Mo approached the weakened Akke and gently asked, ”Can you stand up? If it's okay with you, you can rest with us until you recover. Don't worry, no one can do anything to you as long as we are here, just focus on recovering.”