King's Awakening

With a crack, Hans Weiden’s spine shattered inch by inch, as if all his strength was drained, and he collapsed directly onto the wheelchair.

At this moment, Hans only felt a throbbing pain that he had never endured before, incessantly surging through his limbs and bones, almost crushing his mind.

In his wide-open eyes, there was an expression of shock, his pupils bulging incredibly, as if he were a goldfish.

Paralysed, this time, he was completely paralysed!

Hans felt as if all the muscles in his body had lost control, no matter how he tried to mobilize them, there was no change.

He wanted to speak, he had a lot to say, but in the end, he felt as if he had lost the ability to structure language.

At this time, a term surfaced in his mind–vegetable!

Yes, White Mitchell didn’t kill him, he turned him directly into a vegetable.

Now, he finally understood why White Mitchell would say that sometimes, living is a hundred times more painful than death.

Becoming a vegetable was more unbearable than being killed directly.

Hans felt like he was going mad, but all he could do now was stare wide-eyed. He couldn’t even utter a single sentence.

White Mitchell, White Mitchell, White Mitchell!!!

These three words, for Hans at this time, were like a demon, causing him to feel fear and dread.

Just then, the rumbling of war chariot engines echoed from outside the villa. Next, War King Kirin, leading the Sayon armed forces, entered in a single file, quickly securing the scene.

Upon seeing the Middle Region War King Kirin, Asher’s countenance once again turned respectful.

Shortly afterwards, he saw Kirin respectfully walking up to White Mitchell and asking, “Superior, how should these people be dealt with?”

Asher, witnessing this, involuntarily began to feel relieved.

He had guessed correctly, the person who could shock Middle Region War King Kirin into personally investigating Sayon armed forces, could only be Army Master White!

Thankfully he had anticipated this, otherwise, if he had assisted Hans against White Mitchell, he might be among those lying on the ground now.

With these thoughts, Asher hurried to White Mitchell’s side, displaying an extremely respectful demeanor, not daring to show the slightest indifference.

However, instead of issuing an order himself, White Mitchell looked towards the approaching Asher in response to Kirin’s inquiry.

“Commander Asher, these people are all subordinates of yours, what do you suggest?” said White Mitchell, his expression placid.

This…

White Mitchell’s sudden question caught Asher by surprise.

Although he did not side with Hans, it was his inability to discipline his subordinates that led to the current situation.

White Mitchell was asking for his opinion but actually assessing his attitude.

Considering this, Asher couldn’t help shivering. He knew that if he didn’t handle the matter properly, his position as the Commander of the Sayon armed forces, would be compromised.

“Samuel! I curse you and your eighteen generations! You left such a mess for me after your death!” Asher couldn’t help but curse Samuel in his heart.

Then, after some hesitation, Asher looked fearfully at White Mitchell and asked weakly, “Lord Military Master, perhaps I should take these men back.

Strip their posts, suppress their cultivation and punish them severely by law?

I wonder, might this course of action please you?”

At this moment, Asher, the formidable Commander of the Sayon armed forces, in the presence of White Mitchell, didn’t dare to put on any airs, acting as timid as a startled quail.

White Mitchell did not respond to his question. Seeing this, Asher thought that he had not handled it properly and could not help but break out in a cold sweat. He seemed panic-stricken.

At this time, Kylin, who was standing next to White Mitchell, obviously understood his intentions better and said directly, “Today’s events cannot be spoken of! Do you understand?”

As soon as Asher heard this, he trembled all over, and immediately turned to the crowd and said, “Samuel has broken the law and bullied the common people. He has been executed on the spot by our commander!

All other participants will be dealt with strictly. The events of today are top-secret within the Sayon armed forces. Everyone must keep their mouths shut. When you return, sign a confidentiality agreement.

If I hear a word outside, martial law will deal with it!”

Hearing Asher’s command, the martial arts soldiers did not dare to slack off and promptly began cleaning up the scene.

In a short while, the traces of the Weiden Family Villa were completely cleared by the Sayon military personnel. Mitchell helped Zhihui into his car to rest, preparing to take her to the hospital for treatment.

At this moment, Asher appeared in front of Mitchell again, displaying a certain hesitance on his face as if he had something to say, but didn’t know how to express it.

“Are you worried that the people from the Weiden family won’t let this matter rest?” Eventually, it was Mitchell who spoke up first.

Asher responded with an awkward-sounding laugh before adopting a somber expression, “Lord Military Master, Hans Weiden’s grandfather, Jeremiah Weiden, was the instructor of the Wubu Flying Tiger Guard and is very protective and eccentric.

Should I remind him? Otherwise, I fear he won’t let things end like this, and it may result in causing trouble for you, sir.”

Mitchell barely showed any reaction, replying calmly, “Whether or not you choose to warn Jeremiah is your military department’s business, not mine. But if you dare reveal my identity…well, I don’t mind if the Sayon armed forces need to find a new commander.”

After leaving these words, Mitchell stepped into the car and closed the door. Kylin immediately revved the engine and proceeded to leave the scene.

Asher, who had witnessed the entire scene, was petrified and drenched in cold sweat due to the authority he was facing.

After a while, Asher regained his senses. A touch of bitterness crossed his face as he muttered to himself, “The Weiden family… you had better act carefully or risk dragging the entire military department into this.”

Meanwhile, at a Sayon military training base, located over a thousand kilometers away from the capital…

An elderly man past his prime was leisurely inspecting something, surrounded by a group of people. From time to time, he would nod his head approvingly, appearing quite respected.

Just as he was enjoying himself, a middle-aged man arrived with a frantic look in his eyes, and quickly whispered something into the elder’s ear.

You could clearly see the elder’s expression gradually changing as he listened.

In the end, his face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water. His once dim eyes were now reflecting a frighteningly cold light, indicating his extreme rage.

As people were wondering what had happened, they heard the old man’s furious words, “This is outrageous! This is outrageous!!!

A mere brat dares to offend my Weiden family. Very well, it seems that some people do not regard me, Jeremiah Weiden, with any respect!”

Once Jeremiah finished speaking, a young man standing beside him asked, “Grandfather, what happened in Sayon?”

This man was named Noah Weiden, Jeremiah’s own grandson, and Hans Weiden’s brother, one of the twelve flying tigers of the military department, possessing the strength of a Major Achieved War King.

Listening to Noah’s inquiry, Jeremiah looked directly at him: “Noah, Hans in Sayon was beaten into a vegetative state by a young rapscallion straight out of prison!

I can’t leave at the moment, but you should go back with a team immediately. If he’s alive, I want him in person, if he’s dead, then his corpse. Regardless, you must bring that bratty culprit to me!

Even if the commander of the Sayon military forces personally shows up to stop you, show no mercy. This time, I want all of Sayon to see the consequences of offending my Weiden family!”