Chapter 138: Dumb Smith
Kent Clark raised his head and stared directly at all Nine House Masters and the thirty-three Supreme Warriors before speaking.
"The Philippines is my mother-in-law’s country... according to my tradition, it is my second home." Kent Clark declared calmly while staring directly at the Nine House Masters. "And what I do with some minor family clashes there is an internal matter."
His voice echoed through the Judgment Hall like a heavy hammer.
"If you don’t agree... then put it to a vote and make the final call. Don’t waste my time." Kent slowly folded both hands behind his back.
Silence... Absolute silence filled the hall.
Many people stared at Kent Clark with widened eyes. Even several Supreme Warriors looked speechless.
Nobody expected him to directly treat an international martial law issue as a mere family matter.
Tony nearly laughed loudly after hearing his ancestor’s shameless logic.
As expected of Supreme Kent... This old lion really fears nothing.
Several House Masters exchanged strange looks among themselves.
Then suddenly— A mocking laugh echoed from the spectator seats of the Imperial Family faction.
"Hahaha..."
An elderly Supreme Warrior slowly stood up while staring coldly at Kent Clark.
The old man wore a dark imperial robe with crown patterns across his shoulders.
It was the Imperial British family Ancestor Ragnar Smith.
"Senior Kent has seven wives, correct?" Ragnar asked mockingly.
Several people immediately understood what he was implying.
Ragnar smiled coldly. "Then according to your logic... can you breach martial laws freely in all seven countries where your wives came from?"
Several Imperial supporters laughed quietly afterward.
Tony narrowed his eyes slightly.
Even Bellard secretly smirked inwardly, thinking Ragnar had cornered Kent properly this time.
But Kent Clark merely glanced toward Ragnar Smith lazily.
"I can satisfy seven women. That is my strength."
The Judgment Hall instantly became quiet again.
Kent continued calmly, "What about you, dumb Smith? I heard your wife eloped with a servant on your wedding night."
BOOOOOOM!!!
A terrifying aura exploded instantly from Ragnar Smith’s body.
The entire Judgment Hall trembled violently... Several Supreme Warriors immediately frowned.
Tony’s eyes widened slightly. ’Damn... Supreme Kent fights dirtier than me.’
"HOW DARE YOU CALL ME DUMB?!!!" Ragnar roared furiously while standing up from his seat.
His killing intent flooded the hall violently. The temperature itself began rising rapidly.
Kent Clark’s eyes also turned cold instantly.
BOOOOOOM!!!
A second overwhelming aura erupted from Kent’s body like a roaring ancient beast.
Cracks instantly spread across the black stone floor beneath his feet. The entire Judgment Hall descended into chaos.
Several Supreme Warriors immediately stood up nervously. Because if these two monsters actually fought inside the Judgment Hall... Half the building would disappear instantly.
"Enough!!!"
"STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY!"
All Nine House Masters suddenly rose from their seats simultaneously.
Terrifying pressure instantly descended across the entire hall.
The violent auras from Ragnar and Kent were forcefully suppressed.
Bellard’s face looked extremely ugly now. "Let us finish this through voting!" he shouted angrily.
Inwardly, Bellard was actually happy. Because he believed the Imperial Family’s influence would heavily pressure the Supreme Warrior votes against Kent Clark.
Soon, the voting process officially began.
Dozens of black-robed servants carrying silver voting boxes entered the hall silently. Each servant approached one Supreme Warrior after another.
Even the Nine House Masters themselves would vote personally.
The atmosphere instantly became heavy again. No one spoke anymore... Only the sound of footsteps echoed softly across the hall.
Tony quietly observed the surroundings carefully. Many Supreme Warriors avoided direct eye contact with Kent Clark. Some appeared hesitant... Some appeared thoughtful. Some clearly wanted to avoid offending both sides entirely.
Meanwhile...
Kent Clark stood silently at the center of the hall like an unmoving mountain.
No anxiety... No tension... Only absolute confidence.
Even Tony felt slightly impressed. ;No wonder this old lion became a Supreme Warrior...’
The servants continued collecting votes one after another. Each vote consisted only of two colors. Green... Or Red. Green meant not guilty. Red meant guilty.
Soon, the final rounds of voting approached. Just as one servant prepared to close the last voting box—
CREAAAAAK!!!
The gigantic Judgment Hall doors suddenly opened once again.
Everyone immediately turned toward the entrance.
The entire hall stood up instantly. Even the Nine House Masters rose from their seats immediately.
Shock filled countless faces... Because entering through the doors was Academy Master Da Vinci... And beside him walked an extremely old man supported by a black wooden cane.
The old man looked ancient beyond imagination. His white hair reached the floor. His body appeared thin and frail like he might collapse at any moment.
Yet... The moment he stepped into the hall, Every Supreme Warrior instinctively lowered their heads slightly.
Because this old man was the founder of the Octopus Organization itself.
Master Long... The oldest living Supreme Warrior on Earth. And also the strongest among them all.
Nobody expected him to appear personally... Even Bellard’s face changed drastically.
Da Vinci smiled calmly. "Don’t mind us... Master Long came to cast his vote as well."
Shock spread once again through the hall.
Tony silently stared at the old man carefully.
For some strange reason... He could not sense any life energy fluctuations from Master Long at all.
It felt as though... The old man had already become one with the surrounding world itself.
Even Kent Clark immediately cupped his hands respectfully and bowed slightly.
"Senior Long."
Master Long slowly nodded once. Then... To everyone’s surprise... His eyes shifted directly toward Tony Clark. And he smiled faintly.
Tony’s heart suddenly skipped slightly. ’Why is this old monster staring at me?!’
Even the surrounding Supreme Warriors noticed this tiny detail immediately. Several expressions changed subtly.
Meanwhile, the servants hurriedly brought another voting box toward Master Long.
The old founder calmly picked one token. He directly turned it green before everyone’s eyes... Then dropped it inside.
Clink. The sound echoed strangely loud inside the silent Judgment Hall.
But this one gesture shocked all the supreme warriors. In the next second, many changed their decisions suddenly and voted in favour of Kent.
Finally... The voting process ended completely.
The servants gathered all voting boxes together at the center platform.
Silence filled the hall once more. Everyone stared toward the boxes seriously. The atmosphere became extremely tense.
Soon, one servant slowly opened the first box.
Inside... Only green and red tokens existed.
The servant picked up the first token nervously.
Then shouted loudly: "GREEN!"
Another servant opened the second vote immediately. "RED!"
The third vote followed. "GREEN!"
The Judgment Hall became quieter and quieter as the votes continued being announced one after another.
