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"Gu gu gu …"

Then Ron's stomach began to growl, and he looked up at the sky, where the sun had begun to go down quietly at some point.

"It's time to go back." He got up, dusted himself off, and ran in the direction of Maple Leaf Town.

He knew that his grandfather would definitely keep good food for him. In his memory, his grandfather, who was also a beggar, treated him extremely well and gave him the best food. Sometimes, he would rather be hungry.

Stepping into the familiar Maple Leaf Town, he walked along a small path paved with gravel. A trace of a familiar feeling welled up in Ron's heart, from the moment he had become sensible, he had grown up in this town and had never stepped out of it. As for some things he had heard about the outside world, many of them had come from the townspeople, so Maple Leaf Town could be considered as Ron's home.

A fat figure quickly ran over to Ron, looking flustered.

It turned out to be Aunt Susan, who had been very kind to both Ron and Grandpa Zaly and had often given Ron and his son endless meals, who now wore tattered clothes and who had given them to her, and who had often gone to her house to help her with some work.

"Ron, it's bad, something's happened to your grandfather..."

"Huh?" Ron's eyes went wide. A bad premonition rose in Ron's heart. His grandfather's health had never been good, especially since autumn. He coughed a lot, and sometimes he would not be able to sleep at all. His first thought was that his grandfather's condition had worsened again.

He hurried off in the direction of his home.

On the stone bridge of Maple Leaf Town.

A few well-dressed youths were surrounding an old man with white hair, constantly jeering at him. The people surrounding them were all from Maple Leaf Town. Their faces were full of anger, but no one dared to stop them.

One of them was the young master of the Naca Manor, not far from Maple Leaf Town. The other two were wearing blue, had golden hair, and had an extremely arrogant demeanor, while the other one was wearing black, with dark brown hair and a aquiline nose. When he smiled, he looked somewhat gloomy, because they were all young master Kitley's friends, and also seemed to be nobles.

Beside them stood a few servant-looking people.

"Young masters, I was wrong, I won't dare …" Ron's grandfather, Zarry, begged for mercy, his white head knocking against the ground. He could tell that the young masters were all dressed extravagantly, so he went forward to beg, but he didn't want to accidentally dirty one of them.

In fact, those young nobles were bored to death. They came to Maple Leaf Town to see if they could find some fun, but unexpectedly, they bumped into an inconspicuous object. Coincidentally, someone had delivered himself to their doorstep for entertainment.

"Old man, do you know how much this clothes is worth? "At least seven gold coins. You old thing can't afford a single button on me, and now that you've dirtied me, what do you think we should do?"

The blue-clothed youth said fiercely.

The blue-clothed youth's name was Joding. He was the heir to Holy Empire's Salter Family and also Kitley's cousin. He had come here on the orders of his mother to visit his uncle.

Looking at the filthy black handprints on his gorgeous clothes, Joding felt a wave of disgust. As a noble, he had always been shy since childhood. Other than disgust, he also felt that his dignity as a noble had been challenged and could only vent it out on the poor old man in front of him.

"Heh heh, Cousin Joding, what's the point of saying so much nonsense? "Judging from this lowly commoner's appearance, he has no money on him and probably can't even afford to pay …" Kittredge jeered.

The young man with a vulture face smiled sinisterly and said, "Poor little Joding, it seems like you are going to suffer this loss for sure …"

As a noble and proud man, he sneered, "Swish!" and drew his sword. "Kitley, you're right."

"Since you don't have the money to pay me back, don't blame me for getting nasty... You know what? Everyone has to pay the price for their actions, and you are no exception … " Qiao Ding said with a savage smile.

His sword shone with a devilish blue light, emitting a bone-piercing chill. It was obvious at a glance that it was no ordinary sword. The sword constantly slashed at Zha Li's body, causing him to shiver in fear.

Kitley glanced at the sword in Joding's hand and could not tear his eyes away. He smiled admiringly and said, "Cousin Joding, why don't you just kill this lowly commoner and let him off. He can't afford to pay for it anyway."

"Hehe, right, right …" McKenzie clapped his hands and laughed.

"Alright …" He raised the sword in his hand, ready to strike.

"Don't! Please spare my life!"

Zarry was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his lame legs kicking weakly, the flatcar overturned, his eyes full of terror.

"Hahaha …"

Several young nobles laughed out loud. Their laughter was filled with pride, as they looked at the crowd of angry people who did not dare to step forward.

"It would be better to just kill him. He's still a lowly commoner after all, so it's not a pity if he dies …" He ran his tongue over his lips, his eyes flashing with cruelty, and half expected the spurt of blood.

"Killing, hmph …" Looking at the terrified and helpless look in the old man's eyes, a trace of hesitation flashed in Joding's eyes. As a noble, killing a commoner was not a big deal.

However, even though he wasn't afraid of trouble, in the end, he was still a sixteen or seventeen year old youth. To say that he would kill someone for no reason would be a bit hard to bear.

He raised his sword, but hesitated to strike.

"What?" He wants to kill people? "

"Really?" "To think that you would want such a small thing..." A townsman was shocked and angry.

"Hmph, those nobles, what can't they do?" The other townsman was indignant.

"If only I were a noble. Look at how imposing I am …" Some of the townspeople looked on with envy.

The townspeople were all discussing amongst themselves. A few strong guys couldn't stand it any longer and wanted to step forward to stop them, but they were stopped by a few older townspeople.

"Don't go, they are all impulsive children of nobility, they can do anything …"

Seeing that young lad still trying to be brave, the old man added, "Those young masters are at least beginner swordsmen. You are not a match for them..."

These nobles were born with the right to receive education. They learned combat power, swordsmanship, and even magic. With the strength of these youngsters, the citizens of Maple Leaf Town simply didn't have the ability to stop them from doing anything.

Sixteen years old was the age of impulse. With the protection of power and the protective talisman of nobility, he would be able to do whatever he wanted.

In short, if they killed you, there was no way to seek justice at all. Who would be so foolish as to rush to their deaths?

"How is it? "Joding, you don't dare to attack?" When did my little Joding become such a coward? "If you don't dare, let me do it, my Higgin Family won't be afraid of this little trouble …"

"Who did you say didn't dare?" "In that case, I'll kill you and prove to you that I, Joding, am not a coward..."

"That old beggar is finished …"

Some of the townspeople turned their heads at the same time and closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch this scene.

When Ron reached the bridge over Maple Leaf Town, he discovered that the situation was completely different from what he had imagined. So it turned out that his grandfather wasn't sick.

When Ron saw his grandfather on the ground, a youth whose face was filled with killing intent, his eyes immediately turned red.

"Don't hurt my grandfather …" The skinny Ron came charging out of the slant, and with an unknown amount of strength, pushed the blue boy, Joding, back.

He was pushed back a few steps and fell to the ground.

"Grandfather, what's wrong?" Ron couldn't be bothered with the young nobles, so he helped his grandfather up.

"Ron, I. "I'm fine." Zarry was a little frightened, but okay, nothing serious.

Seeing that the old beggar had managed to escape, the townspeople all breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, they felt nervous. What could they do if Ron had offended a noble young master?

"Scram..."

Joding, who had been pushed by Ron to the ground, made a fool of himself in front of the crowd. He stood up angrily and said through gritted teeth, "Hit him, beat him to death."

The lackeys, ordered, rushed up and began to kick and punch Ron.

"Bang bang bang …"

Having lost face, Qiao Ding did not care about his image and also rushed forward to fight. As his cousin and friend, seeing this, he naturally went to help.

Countless punches and kicks rained down on Ron with a dull thud, and Ron gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound. He protected his grandfather and let them have a good time. It wasn't the first time he'd been beaten.

"Young master, young master, please spare Ron, he's still a child, he's still young …" Zarry, trembling, scrambled up to protect his little grandson, Ron.

Then Kitley kicked Ron in the bone, and it hurt.

"Heh, although this kid is thin, his bones are very hard …"

His face twisted in pain, and he kicked at Ron with all his might. "Go to hell!"

This kick did not hit Ron, but it hit him squarely in the chest. With a crack, the sound of a bone fracturing could be heard.

Ron was stunned. Everyone was stunned. Even an ordinary burly guy would not be able to stand such a kick, much less a normal person like Ziri.

"Pu dong ~ ~" Zarry weakly fell to the ground and immediately fainted. His face was like golden paper and black blood flowed out from his mouth.

"Grandfather …"

Without caring about the pain in his body, Ron let out a whoop of grief and threw himself madly at Zari. "Grandpa, grandfather, what's wrong with you?" More and more blood came out from the corner of Zarry's mouth. The black blood gradually turned red, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

"Grandfather, don't scare me …" Ron looked so anxious that he was on the verge of crying and flustered.

The townspeople 'eyes turned from frightened to angry. They saw a fresh life die in front of their eyes from a few young nobles who didn't know what was important. The innocent residents of Maple Leaf Town couldn't hold it in any longer.

"It's none of my business. He bumped into it himself."

"Let's go." Looking at the situation now, he had no intention of causing trouble and pulled at Kittrell.

Mackintosh did not say anything and nodded.

Several noble young masters left under the escort of their attendants. Although the townspeople were angry, no one dared to stop them. The young nobles that committed murder swaggered away just like that. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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