King's Awakening C.385 - : When did I, White Mitchell, ever need your protection?

Chapter 385: Chapter 385: When did I, White Mitchell, ever need your protection?

With a rumbling sound, the energy within White Mitchell suddenly roiled, his eyes filled with a thick aura of killing intent.

Anyone who dared to harm Sherry Jones, he would make them pay a painful price!

But just as White Mitchell was about to retort against the white-bearded old man, Sherry Jones tightly held his hand by the side and bitterly said, “Brother, don’t act rashly.”

Hearing this, White Mitchell understood that Sherry was worried about him offending anyone from the Capital City’s Jones Family, hence why she held him back.

But, in his eyes, the Jones Family of the Capital City, even if they were a Hundred Year Noble Family, were no more than dogs looking for scraps.

Had he ever been afraid?

“Don’t worry, just with…” White Mitchell turned his face, about to speak, but at that moment, Lisa Jones, who was seated in the master’s seat, calmly said, “That’s enough, Wu Lao. Just give him a bit of punishment, and that’s it.”

“As you wish, Miss,”

As soon as Lisa Jones spoke, the white-bearded old man she called Wu Lao, instantly retracted his aura.

But even after retracting his aura, Wu Lao arrogantly told White Mitchell, “If you dare disrespect our Miss again, next time, it won’t just be this level of pressure.”

Pressure?

Hearing this, a cold smile spread across White Mitchell’s face. This degree of pressure, daring to show off in front of him?

“If there is a next time, I will kill you!” White Mitchell replied indifferently.

Hearing these words, Wu Lao glanced at White Mitchell expressionlessly, his eyes full of contempt. He clearly didn’t take White Mitchell seriously.

In his eyes, White Mitchell’s threat seemed feeble and weak.

A native from Sayon, how could he understand the power of the Hundred Year Noble Family of Capital City?

Regardless, Wu Lao didn’t even bother to explain these matters to White Mitchell. If he dared to transgress again, Wu Lao would give him a lesson he wouldn’t forget.

At this time, Sherry Jones, who was afraid of White Mitchell offending the Capital City’s Jones Family, hurriedly stepped forward to mediate, “Brother, I’m fine, I just stumbled for a moment.

Don’t be impulsive, leave this place to me. Trust me, I will handle it.”

Hearing Sherry Jones’s words, White Mitchell slowly retracted his aura and dismissed the thought of attacking.

Wu Lao disdained to deal with White Mitchell, but had White Mitchell ever regarded Wu Lao as his rival?

People like Wu Lao, while they may run rampant in the secular world, were not worthy opponents in the eyes of the War Department members.

Not to mention, the Four Great War Gods under White Mitchell could easily crush someone like Wu Lao.

“Don’t worry, as long as they don’t give you a hard time, I won’t make a move.” White Mitchell turned back and gave Sherry Jones a comforting glance.

Seeing this, Sherry Jones secretly sighed a breath of relief.

If White Mitchell offended the people of the Capital City’s Jones Family for her sake, the consequences would indeed outweigh the gains.

At this time, the Jones family members wore contemptuous smiles after hearing White Mitchell’s words. Snowden Jones even taunted, “You’re quite good at making excuses for yourself. Do you dare to fight back in front of Wu Lao?

Wu Lao is an honored guest from the third branch of our Capital City’s Jones family. He has been renowned for dozens of years, with immeasurable strength.

Considering your petite frame, Wu Lao could easily kill you with a snap of his fingers.”

Upon seeing this, Mori Jones also scoffed, “Snowden is right. You’re just scared and looking for a way out. I’ve seen many people like you.

Your skin is thicker than a corner of the city wall! You dare to challenge Wu Lao? Take a piss and look at your reflection. Are you worthy?”

Listening to Mori Jones and his daughter belittling White Mitchell and boasting about themselves, Wu Lao sat regally with a face full of pride, looking somewhat profound and enigmatic.

Seeing that the time was right, Old Madam Jones eagerly began to talk to Lisa Jones, “Miss, such a small fry is not worth your time. Let’s focus on more important matters.”

At these words, Lisa glanced nonchalantly at White Mitchell from under her diamond-studded sunglasses, then turned her eyes to Sherry Jones.

“I’ve settled the problem you asked me to handle. Now, it’s time for you to fulfill your promise,” Lisa said carelessly.

Promise?

On hearing this, White Mitchell frowned, then turned to Sherry Jones, a look of heartache on his face.

That silly girl has indeed made some kind of deal with the Jones family for his sake.

But when Sherry Jones met White Mitchell’s eyes, she instinctively avoided his gaze and said apologetically, “Brother, I’m sorry, I made a decision without your consent.

I couldn’t bear to see the Weiden family hurt you, so I secretly traded half of the Nezzi’s new town shares and asked the Jones family in Capital City to help you deal with the Weiden family.

I wanted to tell you on the way here, but didn’t know how to bring it up. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hide it from you…”

As she spoke, Sherry Jones couldn’t hold back her tears, her eyes welling up with sadness.

After hearing her explanation, White Mitchell felt his heart ache. He was filled with guilt.

If it weren’t for his peculiar identity, and his inability to reveal it, she wouldn’t have to run around and make deals with a junior tiger like the Jones family.

“Stop acting! Who are you pitifully crying and wailing for? Fulfill the agreement now!” Will Jones eagerly demanded.

It was obvious that he couldn’t wait any longer.

However, White Mitchell turned his gaze to Lisa Jones, who was seated in the chief position, after hearing these words. He slowly asked, “You said that my wife should fulfill her promise. But have you fulfilled yours?

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At his words, the Jones laughed coldly.

Snowden Jones retorted harshly, “Aren’t you talking nonsense? Isn’t the fact that you’re standing here alive proof enough?!”

“What does it have to do with you that I’m standing here?” White Mitchell responded indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Will Jones grew angry: “You, White Mitchell, I just said you’re thick-skinned. Are you trying to prove it?

Without the help of our main family in Capital City, would the Martial Department’s commander have appeared in the Weiden family? Could you have saved your sorry life?

You’re riding high and acting coy? Are you trying to wiggle out of your obligation?”

Wiggle out of it?

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Jones took out an agreement signed and stamped by Sherry Jones without a word, and arrogantly stated, “Open your dog eyes and see! Are these not Sherry’s own signature and stamp?

You want to disclaim? Fair enough, we’ll see you in court and see who the judge believes!”

With a slap, Old Madam Jones threw the agreement into Sherry’s hands.

Sherry, who was originally intending to persuade White Mitchell not to make a fuss, glanced at the contract and froze on the spot.

She stared at the line of numbers on the contract indicating the percentage of shares and exclaimed, “What… what’s going on? I didn’t sign for 100% of my shares. This is not correct. I signed for half of the shares, not all the shares. This is not the agreement I signed.

This is not the agreement I signed. Grandma, I didn’t sign this one, it wasn’t this one!”

Looking at the words on the contract, Sherry Jones immediately felt overwhelmed.

When she signed, she saw everything clearly and definitely did not make a mistake. This was not the agreement she signed. No, it wasn’t. It wasn’t it!!!