Suddenly, two loud explosions rang out as two members of the Phoenix Thorne team were blasted away. Shura’s strength was simply overwhelming; the Phoenix Thorne members stood no chance against him. After dispatching several Phoenix Thorne team members, Shura did not linger for a fight. He turned and fixed his gaze on Chris Shelby, declaring, “Chris Shelby, you wait for me. Sooner or later, I will return to exact my revenge!”
With that said, Shura leapt into the ocean. The night was vast. In an instant, Shura’s figure had vanished into the darkness. Chris Shelby couldn’t help but frown. The vast ocean made finding a person exceedingly difficult, especially someone like Shura, a formidable cultivator. It was nearly impossible to detain him.
Phoenix approached and asked, “Boss, should I send out a speedboat to track Shura?” Chris Shelby shook his head. “No need!”
“But boss, what about these Phoenix Thorne members?” Phoenix gestured towards the Phoenix Thorne members lying on the ground, defeated by Shura. Chris Shelby replied, “Don’t worry, they’re not dead. Go make a call and inform the East Coast patrol to come here!”
“Yes!” Phoenix nodded and then made a call to arrange for the East Coast patrol to handle the aftermath.
Nearby, Seraphina glanced deeply at Chris Shelby and muttered, “Mr. Shelby, until we meet again. I believe it won’t be long before we see each other in Middleton.” With a thunderous roar, she slammed on the gas pedal, and her car vanished into the night.
The next day, the East Coast patrol announced shocking news. In a villa on the outskirts of East Coast, a horrific massacre had occurred. Over a thousand people in a villa were killed overnight. The case shook the entire East Coast and even alarmed the headquarters of the patrol, which dispatched investigators to the scene. Officially, the headquarters took over the case, deploying numerous agents to hunt down Shura.
Chris Shelby was curious whether Shura had survived his leap into the ocean. However, his intuition told him that Shura was not dead. If Shura had survived, his only possible destination was the Golden Oasis. Whether Shura was dead or not didn’t really matter to Chris Shelby. As long as Hope returned safely, that was all that mattered. Esther stayed at home for a few days, specifically to accompany Hope.
One day, as Chris Shelby was walking down the street, a car suddenly blocked his path. Lysander Frost and Dylan Piper alighted from the car. Seeing them, a cold smile appeared on Chris Shelby’s lips. “Mr. Piper, what brings you here today? Could it be that the last time I broke your legs wasn’t enough, and you’re looking for another beating?”
Chris Shelby was exasperated with Lysander Frost and Dylan Piper. They kept provoking him, but each time they ended up miserably taught a lesson.
Yet, they were not discouraged and kept coming back for more, seemingly underestimating his resolve to kill them. Lysander Frost sneered, “Chris Shelby, don’t be too arrogant. Today, I’ve come for revenge! You think you can act recklessly just because you have some strength? Let me tell you, today I’ve specifically invited a cultivator from Middleton to see how you’ll continue to behave arrogantly with me!”
As the conversation ended, a middle-aged man with a somber expression stepped down from the car. He stared at Chris Shelby and said disdainfully, “So you are Chris Shelby? I heard you dared to bully Mr. Piper. Today, I’m going to teach you a lesson and see just how tough you really are.”
Chris Shelby couldn’t be bothered with the middle-aged man. He looked at Lysander Frost and scoffed, “Lysander Frost, do you really think that by bringing some so-called practitioner here, you can seek revenge on me? What a joke!”
“Lysander Frost, I’ve already warned you not to provoke me. But you just wouldn’t listen. Do you really think that just because you are the young master of the Frost family, I wouldn’t dare touch you?”
The middle-aged man’s face turned exceedingly ugly as Chris Shelby ignored him. “You’re courting death!” he yelled furiously and charged at Chris Shelby.
The man was fast and quickly reached Chris Shelby. Without even looking, Chris Shelby threw a punch. Bang! With a loud noise, the middle-aged man was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground and falling unconscious.
“Huh?” Lysander Frost and Dylan Piper were completely dumbfounded. They had never expected that the practitioner they had gone to great lengths and expense to bring from Middleton would be so effortlessly defeated by Chris Shelby.
“Now it’s your turn!” Chris Shelby said as he walked toward Lysander Frost.
“Chris Shelby, what do you want to do?” Lysander Frost cried out in terror as he saw Chris Shelby approaching.
Chris Shelby sneered, “Lysander Frost, you’ve provoked me time and again. Today, I must make you pay a price.” Slap! Slap! Slap! Chris Shelby, without wasting words, quickly landed dozens of slaps on Lysander Frost’s face. In moments, Lysander Frost’s face swelled up like a pig’s head. Nearly all his teeth were knocked out by Chris Shelby, leaving him looking utterly miserable.
Lysander Frost glared at Chris Shelby with vengeful eyes. He had not expected Chris Shelby to strike so harshly. Chris Shelby, with a cold face, warned, “Lysander Frost, this is my final warning! Leave the East Coast immediately, or the next time I see you, I will kill you!” After teaching Lysander Frost a lesson, Chris Shelby snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Watching Chris Shelby’s departing figure, Lysander Frost shouted bitterly, “Chris Shelby, if you have the guts, come to Middleton! If you dare come here, I will make you regret it!”
Chris Shelby paid no heed to Lysander Frost’s words. What did it matter if he went to Middleton? Could Lysander Frost actually kill him? Chris Shelby didn’t think much of him; Lysander Frost was no match for him. If it weren’t for Chris Shelby’s reluctance to bother, he could crush him with a single finger!
By the time Chris Shelby returned home, it was already evening. After dinner, he took a walk in the yard. Seeing Harold Jefferson practicing boxing in the yard, Chris Shelby walked over with a smile, “Harold, working hard, aren’t you?”
Seeing Chris Shelby, Harold Jefferson immediately showed respect and greeted, “Mr. Shelby!”
“Yes!” Chris Shelby sat down and asked, “Harold, how’s Jefferson Village doing these days?”
Harold Jefferson grinned broadly and replied, “Mr. Shelby, ever since David was overthrown, my dad has become the village chief of Jefferson Village. Everything’s been pretty good there!”