Chapter 142 142: A Message.

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They stood within his compound, just outside the building he was sleeping in, and they released their aura wantonly. Their aura was a heavy presence that activated deep primitive instincts that warn of predators in the surroundings. The person was literally announcing their presence to him. It was because he was asleep that he didn't notice the announcement. But once he woke up, he realized how strong the other party was immediately. What he was feeling was similar to what he felt on the day he was born when his father was angry. His father and this person have the same aura. It is an aura that makes it difficult for him to breathe. If he had a weaker body, he might not be able to breathe at all because of panic and anxiety. His lungs refused to work when he was a baby. But now, all he felt was some palpitations in his chest. His heartbeat increased slightly in preparation for a fight. He thought to himself, "It seems that a cultivator at the second mortal coil has come for me. I wonder what they came for." He can feel a faint sense of threat from the entity just outside his house. So he has to be careful. He jumped out of bed and grabbed his giant sword. He left his black armor behind because he doesn't have the time to put it on and because it won't protect him from the power of a cultivator at the second mortal coil. He told Roar to hide under his bed. Then he opened the window of his room and jumped down. His feet landed on the ground with a loud, booming crash. The crash was loud, which made it clear that he was very heavy despite having such a small body. But the cultivator at the second mortal coil wasn't concerned at all. As long as he didn't have force, the cultivator didn't think there was anything to fear about Arthur. So not even Arthur's giant sword elicited concern in the enemy. The man looked at Arthur and asked, "Are you Arthur Dyson, the crazy bastard of the Dyson family?" He replied, "Yes, I am. Who might you be?" The man nodded and said, "It seems I didn't go to the wrong house. As for who I am, that doesn't matter. What matters is what I came here for." Arthur didn't like that. But he still asked calmly, "So what did you come to my house for in the middle of the night like a thief?" The man's eye twitched as he said, "I am not a thief tonight. Tonight, I came to you as a guest. To be exact, I come to you as a messenger." Arthur shrugged and asked, "What is the message?" The man replied haughtily, "I come with a warning from some people who are displeased with your plan to teach the advanced mana breathing technique. They want you to give up on that idea." As he spoke, he looked down on Arthur. They were not that much different in height, but the man had a way of standing and looking down his nose at others. Arthur nodded in understanding. Then he said, "I am not saying no. But, and I am only asking, what if I say no?" The man sneered and said, "If you refuse, you will be punished. You might even be punished so severely that you die." "They know that you are a member of the Dyson, but that is not going to stop them from coming after you because you have pushed them to the brink. They are desperate since you have made them desperate, so they are willing to do desperate things." "There might be trouble if you are killed, but no matter what trouble comes, it will only come after you're dead, so it won't stop them from killing you." "You might not have heard, but a certain true son of the Dyson family died recently. If a true child of the Dyson family can die, what does a bastard count for?" Arthur thought about it and decided to hold back from teaching the advanced mana breathing technique for a while. It is true that he needs the Karma, but he needs his life even more. Currently, he can barely reach the power of a cultivator at the second mortal coil, but barely won't be enough to save his life from a powerful second mortal coil cultivator. So he said, "Your message has been received." The man asked, "And what is your reply?" "I will hold off on teaching the advanced mana breathing technique. I don't want to harm the friendship between me and the other dojo masters." The man nodded and said, "Good choice." He was happy with the reply. He was also happy for what he was about to do next. The man said, "Now that that matter is over. I have private matters to sort out with you." The look in the man's eyes changed when he said that. He was no longer looking at Arthur as if he were an ant. Instead, he was looking at Arthur as if he were an enemy. There was a look of anger in the man's eyes as he said, "You little shit. You have cost me so much. Many people died because of you." Arthur stepped back in fear and asked, "What have I done? I already said I won't teach the advanced mana breathing technique." A wide grin of anticipation spread across the man's face as he replied. "Forget about the mana breathing technique. This is another matter entirely. In this matter, you didn't do much. You just refused to die." "You had one job, yet you failed at it. Because of that, I didn't get paid for my work. Now get over here and let me spank you." Arthur didn't listen to the man. He stepped back in fear and grabbed his giant sword with both his hands. He was ready to fight. The man said with disdain, "Do you think that will save you from me?"

Chapter 142 142: A Message.

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