Chapter 8: Who’s the Real King of Javon?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The chief nurse did not show any intention of moving even though she was shocked silly by Bruce White’s aura.
At this moment, everyone heard a rumbling noise coming from above the hospital. It sounded like the roar of a giant engine and it instantly shocked everyone who heard it.
Then, many figures in white battle gear swarmed into the hospital. The man leading the group was also dressed in stark white. He carried a longsword on his back.
He looked a little like a typical swordsman from period dramas.
However, the people standing around him were authentic soldiers carrying firearms.
The people in the hospital became tensed up even more as they witnessed this. They held their breaths, legs trembling in fear.
Then, unexpectedly, the man who was carrying a sword on his back arrived in front of Bruce White and knelt on one knee. He shouted, “Greetings, Almighty!”
Whoosh!
Everyone was dumbfounded. Who exactly was this person?
The chief nurse who had been making things difficult for Bruce White was now trembling. She wanted to run away, but she realized that her legs were no longer under her command.
“I’m done for!” she thought.
The chief nurse’s heart thumped wildly. Her already mean expression turned even colder. It was as if she had fallen into a vault of ice.
“Save the patient immediately!”
Bruce White did not bother with the man kneeling on the ground. Instead, he looked anxiously at the doctor, Jessica.
Jessica trembled and came to her senses. She immediately organized the nurses and sent Bruce White’s adoptive mother into an operating theatre.
Then, Bruce White slowly turned his head and looked coldly at the people who were still kneeling on the ground. “Get up, all of you.”
The man with the sword on his back immediately sprang up. He stood as straight as a harpoon and reported to Bruce White with a stern expression, “Almighty, based on the latest information that we have, the main culprit of the incident is Javon’s richest man, Timothy Stuart, and his family. Currently, Ms. Taylor is hiding in her best friend’s house, the Liams’ mansion. Timothy Stuart’s son, Jordan Stuart, has already brought men over.”
Bruce White was not surprised when he heard the man’s report. The incident this time had alerted Javon’s Executive Bureau. It was normal for the battle division to have also received this information. Naturally, the White Coat Battle Division that he led would investigate the incident for him.
Thus, Bruce White took a deep breath. He opened his eyes wide. There was a cold stare in his eyes.
“Heed my orders, King of War, Kirin!”
The man with a sword on his back became more energetic when he heard those words. His expression turned unbelievably serious. He even looked faintly excited.
It had been too long. He had waited so long for Bruce White’s order!
Ever since Bruce White mysteriously disappeared a year ago, countless people said that he had died on a random battlefield. There would be reports of the appearance of Military Lord Bruce’s corpse from time to time.
However, as a soldier of the White Coat Battle Division, Kirin did not believe the news. No one from the Four Great Gods of War, Five Great Kings of War, or the 10,000 White Coats believed the news.
They were all waiting for their commander to return. They were all waiting for the Almighty Military Lord to return to Langdon.
Kirin had been waiting for this moment. Now, he was proud that he was a soldier of the White Coat Battle Division!
“Kirin, follow me. The rest of you, guard this hospital. Kill anyone who dares to barge in!”
Bruce White’s voice was an absolute order to the soldiers of the White Coat Battle Division. They would follow his orders without question no matter how much danger it caused.
“Roger!”
Kirin brought his feet together in a salute, then followed closely after Bruce White. They got onto the battle-damaged, yet still robust Brave Warrior.
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The Brave Warrior set off once again, this time to Priscilla Liam’s mansion.
Along the way, Kirin, who was ordered to drive, stammered inarticulately. He seemed to want to say something but did not know just how he should broach the subject.
“Speak!” Bruce White gave a direct order when he saw this.
Kirin hesitated for a while, but ultimately said, “Almighty, I’ve checked out the background of Timothy Stuart yesterday. He’s easy to deal with but there’s a more troublesome matter. A junior member of the Stuarts, Jason Stuart, is part of the Javon Battle Division. He’s one of the only few people in the Javon Battle Division with decent potential that the Javon Battle Division has found in the past few years. I’m worried that the Javon Battle Division would interfere if we target the Stuarts. Almighty, why don’t you leave this to us and not interfere? I guarantee that we will give you a satisfactory result nonetheless.”
Kirin’s concerns were not without reason. After all, all of the divisions under the Langdon Battle Division were part of the same organization. Even Bruce White would find it hard to give Patrick Stone an explanation if news of him targeting another battle division spread.
However, Kirin had clearly underestimated the fury that enveloped Bruce White at this moment. He heard Bruce White say, without emotion, “The Stuarts humiliated my family. I’ll annihilate them even if God comes, much less the Javon Battle Division!”
At this moment, outside the Liams’ mansion, Brianne Taylor, whom Bruce White missed dearly, was caught between two impossible choices.
“Brianne, you must not leave with him!” Priscilla Liam guarded Brianne Taylor behind her. She stared at Jordan Stuart without fear. “You haven’t even released her mother yet! What right do you have to take Brianne away?!”
Jordan Stuart licked his lips and smiled mockingly. “Priscilla Liam, don’t stick your nose into my business. Otherwise, I’ll finish you off too!”
“Jordan Stuart! Don’t go too far! The Stuarts are not the bosses of Javon!” Priscilla Liam said coldly.
However, on the other side, Jordan Stuart mocked icily, “If the Stuarts are not the bosses of Javon, are the Liams the bosses then?”
“You!” Priscilla Liam wanted to rebut but Brianne Taylor stepped out.
“This has nothing to do with the Liams. I’ll leave with you!”
“See! Look at how sensible Ms. Taylor is. Let’s go, Ms. Taylor. Please get into the car!”
Jordan Stuart smiled coldly, then turned back and goaded Priscilla Liam, “Hehe... Is this all the King of Javon can do?
“We can’t afford to provoke you! We really can’t! You are the daughter of the King of Javon. The Stuarts can’t afford to provoke you, hehe...”
Jordan Stuart left in an eccentric manner. At this moment, a Brave Warrior that was covered in multiple dents was rushing over to the mansion frantically....
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