A wave of pessimism spread through the crowd.
It was as if a warrior, fearless against foreign powers, was ultimately being led to the gallows.
Everyone felt extremely upset.
Would they really let a servant and those who mocked the citizens of Ostrad take away their victory?
If that were to happen, Mr. Takada would become more arrogant, and people like Vivienne Osborn would achieve their goal of revenge, which was a sad thought.
Flynn, however, just smiled and raised an eyebrow at Molly, asking, “Were you just begging me?”
He didn’t mind escalating the situation. What did it matter if he went to the embassy?
Would Dragonguard dare to touch him?
Would Wakasa seek revenge?
With Flynn’s current strength, marching into the Wakasa palace and taking the head of their sovereign would be an easy feat.
However, since Molly rarely bowed her head, Flynn naturally wanted to give her some face.
Molly stared at Flynn’s mocking grin, stunned.
This guy… What was he thinking, joking at a time like this? Didn’t he realize the serious consequences that could follow if things were left to escalate?
“I’m begging you, please, just apologize to them!” Molly grabbed Flynn’s arm and shook it vigorously.
She didn’t want Rocco Spencer to be put in a difficult position, nor did she want Flynn to be arrested.
Although he was annoying and his eyes were restless, he had always been good to her.
Flynn glanced at Molly’s trembling chest and smirked, “Apologize? That’s impossible!”
“Because of the villain’s arrogance just now, I’ve decided to give him ten more slaps.”
“What?” Penelope’s face changed dramatically, and she exclaimed, “Flynn, if you resort to violence again, I will have to take drastic measures!”
“I hope you won’t make it difficult for Rocco Spencer!”
He had just been calling him Mr. Clark, but now he switched to Flynn, clearly angry.
Rocco Spencer was your friend’s friend, and you’re putting him in such a difficult position?
The situation was already tough, and now you want to continue slapping Mr. Takada?
If so, Rocco Spencer would be even less able to handle the situation, and the entire Ostrad government probably couldn’t settle it!
The people present were also stunned, failing to understand Flynn’s intentions.
Did he intend to break the law with force?
But that would only get him into deeper trouble!
“Flynn, you bastard, are you playing me on purpose? Think about those who care about you!” Molly was so angry she wanted to strangle Flynn.
Flynn just smiled and raised an eyebrow, “Why panic? I never said I would do it myself.”
“Slapping someone’s face personally? I wouldn’t want his blood dirtying my hands!”
Mr. Takada’s face turned dark, his voice filled with murderous intent, “You, looking down on my Yamato Dynasty so blatantly, it’s utterly unforgivable!”
“Want to slap my face again? Fine! I’d like to see how you’ll give me ten slaps!”
Flynn ignored his bluster and pulled out his phone to dial a number:
“Are you in Niarak, right? Good! Come to Sovereign Estate, you have ten minutes.”
After saying this, he hung up without waiting for a response.
Penelope frowned, puzzled about whom Flynn had called.
She couldn’t think of anyone who could resolve this matter.
Not even Rocco Spencer could manage it!
This person must be very influential, at least more capable than Mr. Takada, to be able to suppress him.
The owner of Komatsu Conglomerate?
Impossible, he wasn’t in Ostrad!
And such a billionaire tycoon, would Flynn know him?
She didn’t believe it!
Flynn had given the person ten minutes to arrive.
This person was supposedly in Niarak, but no notable figure was known to be in Niarak!
Molly couldn’t help but ask, “Who did you call? Nathan? He doesn’t seem capable of handling this.”
“General Cruz? He’s a military officer; he can’t interfere in a diplomatic incident like this.”
“Maybe he could come and try to persuade them, though.”
God of War?
The young man is friends with General Cruz?
And there’s Nathan.
He actually knows so many important people!
No wonder he’s so bold!
Mr. Takada, however, couldn’t help but sneer:
“General Cruz? I’ve heard his name since I came to Niarak.”
“A major general, right? You think he’s impressive, but in the end, he’s just another General Ostrad. If I don’t give him face, what can he do to me?”
The Ostrad military is indeed powerful, filled with hawkish officers, a group not to be trifled with lightly.
Logically, Mr. Takada should show some respect, but today Flynn is too arrogant and overbearing.
He can’t swallow this affront.
Today, he won’t give face to anyone!
“General Cruz coming here is useless!”
With Mr. Takada’s words, the sparkle in everyone’s eyes instantly dimmed.
Such pettiness!
Too troublesome.
Too difficult.
Even the God of War can’t handle it, who else can Flynn rely on?
Flynn, with utter contempt, said indifferently, “Do I need the military to deal with trash like you?”
“Just a maggot, I have countless ways to crush!”
Vivienne Osborn, however, huffed loudly and turned to Mr. Takada, saying:
“Mr. Takada, he’s just bluffing to create an impression. The person coming must be General Cruz.”
“He’s just being stubborn now to psychologically burden you, to scare you away!”
“Do I need you to tell me that? I don’t want to talk to you, get out of my sight!” Mr. Takada glanced at her with disdain, his face full of disgust.
Vivienne Osborn was stunned, her face suddenly flushed, looking defeated and downtrodden.
Mr. Takada was angry; angry that I had hit him earlier to save myself, and now my dream of moving to Wakasa was completely shattered…
Flynn!
It’s all Flynn’s fault!
Damn it, I hate you!
Fire blazed in Vivienne Osborn’s eyes, her fists clenched tightly.
Just you wait, your struggles are futile, only severe punishment awaits you!
Mr. Takada didn’t care about Vivienne Osborn’s feelings. Since she didn’t prioritize her master’s safety, there was no need to keep her.
Just a dog, he could train another.
But Bartholomew Quinn was a good dog! He had stolen many Ancient Formulas for him, and just yesterday, he was planning the next target, not expecting Flynn to cripple him.
Such dogs are hard to find!
Always ready to serve, always at the forefront when needed, now crippled, certainly useless.
It’s time for me to take matters into my own hands.
Mr. Takada coldly watched Flynn, his eyes full of icy light, ready to wait for the ten slaps Flynn promised.
He didn’t believe Flynn could do anything to him.
Regretting not crushing Flynn earlier, Mr. Takada believed today he would leave triumphantly.
And Flynn, having spoken so boldly, if the person arriving couldn’t suppress him, then he would be utterly disgraced.
Only imprisonment awaited him.
With a little arrangement, this young man would suffer in prison!
And his family, I won’t let them go either!
I’ll make a bunch of Ostrad pigs know I’m not to be messed with!
Thinking this, Mr. Takada’s lips curled into a cold smile.
Just then, a stretch Lincoln suddenly stopped at the street corner, and an elderly Caucasian man stepped out.
Dressed in a teal suit, about sixty years old, tall and lean, he looked no different from an ordinary old man.
Yet his arrival made Mr. Takada’s body shake violently, the cold smile instantly freezing on his face!