In the Fergus family's living room, Gray's group and the four from the Smalley family sat on two sides. The atmosphere was extremely stifling.
The Smalley family didn't come with good intentions, and the Fergus family wasn't someone that could be easily bullied, even if the other party was a count's family.
"Viscount Fergus, don't you think you should give me an explanation?"
Count Smalley said with a cold expression.
"Count Smalley, what do you mean by this?"
Viscount Fergus looked at Count Smalley with a 'puzzled expression'.
"Hmph, are you still going to play dumb?"
Count Smalley snorted in dissatisfaction.
"Since you have the guts to exterminate the Valentine family, you should have the courage to admit it. What, the Fergus family doesn't even have the courage to admit it?
Looks like I've overestimated you. "
Viscount Fergus said with a 'surprised and puzzled expression'.
"Although I'm also very regretful that the Valentine family was exterminated, Count Smalley, what do you mean by this? I don't quite understand."
"You still don't want to admit it?"
Count Smalley coldly looked at Viscount Fergus.
"There's no need to deny it. A few days ago, your Fergus family exterminated a pharmacy of the Valentine family. A few days later, the Valentine family was exterminated. Don't tell me that it's just a coincidence."
"That pharmacy belonged to the Valentine family?
Count Smalley, is this true? "
Viscount Fergus didn't seem to panic when facing Count Smalley's questioning gaze. Instead, he was filled with 'surprise'.
"My Fergus family did exterminate a pharmacy a while ago. However, the reason why we exterminated that pharmacy was because that pharmacy was opened by the robbers who plundered the Fergus family's medicinal ingredients."
"Count Smalley, can you explain the relationship between the Valentine family and the robbers?
My Fergus family would like to ask the Smalley family for an explanation on this matter. "
"What a joke, you actually dare to ask my Smalley family for an explanation."
Vincent Smalley laughed in disdain.
"Do you really think that my Smalley Family won't dare to do anything to you just because you have the backing of the Ford Family?"
"What? Only your Smalley family is allowed to demand an explanation from my Fergus family, but my Fergus family is not allowed to demand an explanation from your Smalley family?"
Gray let out a cold snort and stared coldly at Winston Smalley.
"Young Master Winston Smalley isn't strong enough, but you sure talk big. Those who don't know might think that you've already inherited the title."
"You …"
Hearing Gray's words, Winston Smalley recalled how he had been defeated by Gray earlier, and his countenance instantly turned grim.
"Gray Fergus, don't think that you've got me just because you've taken advantage of me. If we were to fight seriously, it's hard to say who would win."
"Since Young Master Vincent Smalley is so confident, why don't we have a match?"
Gray had a provocative look as he looked at Winston Smalley.
"Bring it on —"
Winston Smalley was about to accept the challenge in anger, but he was stopped by Count Smalley. He threw a cold glance at Gray before looking at Viscount Fergus.
"I don't care what grudges your Fergus family has with the Valentine family. Since the Valentine family has been wiped out, your Fergus family must give an explanation."
"Count Smalley is really domineering as usual."
Viscount Fergus's countenance turned cold.
"Putting aside the fact that the Valentine family is related to the robbers, it's only right for my Fergus family to wipe them out. Even if you say that the Valentine family was wiped out by our Fergus family, that's merely your inference. Do you have any proof?"
"Proof?
My Smalley family doesn't need that kind of thing. "
Count Smalley had a faint sneer on his face.
"Since I've determined that it was done by your Fergus family, then it's done by your Fergus family!"
"How domineering. Young Master Vincent Smalley is already domineering enough. I didn't expect there to be someone even more domineering than him. As expected of father and son."
Gray had a sneer on his face.
"Hmph!"
Hearing Gray's sneer, Count Smalley looked at Gray with a cold gaze that seemed to be able to freeze people.
"Since when is it a child's turn to interrupt when adults are talking? Seems like the Fergus family's upbringing isn't that great. Viscount Fergus, please strengthen your upbringing. Otherwise, you'll only embarrass the nobles of Sidney."
"You don't have to worry about that."
Viscount Fergus snorted coldly.
"In terms of upbringing, your Smalley family isn't that great either."
Saying this, Viscount Fergus threw a mocking glance at Winston Smalley. This was the one who had interjected first.
"Alright, let's cut the crap. Viscount Fergus, give me your explanation."
Count Smalley interrupted impatiently and looked at Viscount Fergus with an extremely oppressive gaze.
"Explanation?
Sorry, my Fergus family has nothing to explain to you. "
Viscount Fergus looked at him with a sneer.
Crack!
Count Smoley threatened in a cold voice as the armrest of the wooden chair was crushed. Bits of wood that had been crushed into powder leaked out from his fingertips.
"Believe it or not, even if I severely injure you, Marquis Sidney won't do anything to me."
"I believe it."
Viscount Fergus nodded.
What he said was the truth. The Smalley family was one of the two major families, second only to the Sidney family. They were the Sidney family's left and right arms. The Sidney family was extremely tolerant of the Smalley family.
As long as they didn't go too far, the Sidney family would usually turn a blind eye.
After all, a count family like the Smalley family was the true backbone of the Sidney family.
Others, even a few viscount families, were far less useful on the battlefield than a count family like the Smalley family.
"But you don't have that ability."
Then, Viscount Fergus suddenly raised his head and said confidently.
"You still don't understand the situation?
Did the Ford family give you this confidence? "
Count Smalley looked at Viscount Fergus with disdain.
"Capture him, as long as he doesn't die!"
As soon as his voice fell, the two rather older men who had been listening in on the conversation all this time suddenly stood up, quickly throwing themselves at Viscount Fergus.
One of them held a battle-axe, while the other held a strange-looking scimitar.
Bang, bang!
The space in the living room was naturally not very big. After a few steps, the battle-axe-wielding man and machete-wielding man had already closed in on Viscount Fergus.
The huge battle-axe's blade was bright white. From top to bottom, it was like a waterfall falling from the sky as it slashed towards Viscount Fergus.
The purple machete was like a crescent moon, extremely cold as it slashed towards Viscount Fergus from the left.
From the speed and movement of the weapons displayed by the two men, the two were Ferocious Blood Warriors.
Viscount Fergus drew his sword in the face of the two Ferocious Blood Warriors' siege, but he was only able to block the attack from one direction.
In the end, he chose the battle-axe that came from the front.
Seeing Viscount Fergus swing his sword to block the battle-axe, the man holding the machete revealed a cold smile. The machete in his hand slashed towards Viscount Fergus' waist.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a cold light flash from the side. A bone-chilling feeling suddenly came over him.
The machete that he slashed out was subconsciously reversed and slashed behind him.
Clang!
With a loud sound, he only felt a huge force coming from the machete. His body was involuntarily shaken and retreated continuously.
As he retreated, he looked in the direction of the attack. Then, he clearly saw what was attacking him.
It was a blue and white sword, and the owner of the sword was surprisingly an excessively young man.
He was actually forced to retreat by a young man!
This was illogical!
Could it be that the other party was already …?
Swish!
At this moment, the blue sword followed him like a shadow. The sword was as fast as lightning, slashing towards him.
Clang!
He swung his machete to block and blocked it, but the same heavy feeling came over him again.
Moreover, the blue sword light attacked again.
Clang, clang, clang!
He blocked continuously, and his expression became more and more solemn. The person in front of him was definitely a Ferocious Blood Warrior of the same realm as him.
Moreover, he was very strong and gave him an extremely strong sense of oppression. It was getting harder and harder for him to block.
Pu!
Unable to block in time, the blue and white sword suddenly slid across his chest. Blood immediately flowed from his chest, dyeing half of his clothes red.
"How... is this possible?"
Winston Smalley looked in astonishment at Gray, who was exchanging blows with the man holding the machete.
To think that this guy had blocked a Ferocious Blood Warrior?!
Moreover, he had even injured this Ferocious Blood Warrior.
Didn't this mean that Fang Xingjian was a genuine Ferocious Blood Warrior?
However, how was this possible?
Although he knew that Gray Fergus's talent was extremely high, he still found it hard to believe that he had become a Ferocious Blood Warrior at such a young age.
It wasn't just him. Right now, even Count Smalley found it hard to maintain his composure.
His countenance kept changing, just like how Gray changed his face in the Sichuan opera in his previous life. One could very well imagine how unsettled he was right now.
"To think that he has become a Ferocious Blood Warrior at such a young age!"
Count Smalley clenched his fists tightly, and a hint of wariness appeared in his heart. Although Fang Xingjian was still a Ferocious Blood Warrior, given his rate of growth, it probably wouldn't be long before Fang Xingjian caught up to him. In the future, Fang Xingjian might even surpass him.
"I can't let him live!"
A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.
Since Fang Xingjian was already an enemy of the Smalley Clan, then he couldn't allow Fang Xingjian to continue growing.
Even if he had to risk being severely punished by the Sidney family, he had to cripple Fang Xingjian. Otherwise, Fang Xingjian would definitely become a great threat to the Smalley Clan in the future!
Swoosh!
At the thought of this, he stood up, put on his boxing gloves, and activated the mechanism on them. Sharp blades instantly slid out from the gloves. He stomped on the ground and pounced out, grabbing out toward Gray.
The many sharp blades gleamed with cold light and were extremely sharp. If he were to grab them, he'd definitely be able to break Gray's arm. This was exactly what he wanted.
A crippled genius wasn't a genius.
As long as he could cripple Gray Fergus, no matter how dissatisfied the Sidney family was, they definitely wouldn't make things too difficult for the Smalley Clan.