Lord Came Back From The Battlefield

Duncan held the broadsword in his hand. When he was about ten centimeters away from Billy’s head, it was caught between two fingers. It couldn’t be moved at all. One drop of sweat dripped down Duncan’s forehead and he trembled uncontrollably. He knew that he had met a master, one that made him feel hopeless.

“Who… who are you?” Duncan asked with difficulty after swallowing hard.

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Billy didn’t answer him. He applied slight pressure on his fingers and the sturdy broadsword snapped in half. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the front half of the blade shot like lightning towards a nearby tree. The big tree was broken in half, collapsed with a loud noise, and its leaves scattered everywhere.

With a sigh, many people shivered uncontrollably.

“If you don’t answer my question, you’ll die!” said Billy while glaring at Garth.

“Kid, do you think having a little bit of martial arts skill means you can act recklessly on my land?” Garth took a deep breath and continued, “Even if you can fight, there are only two of you. I have over a thousand people here. Do you think you have a chance of winning?”

“Ignorant!” Casey glanced at him as if he were an idiot.

“I’ll let you see what happens to you when you cross the Thunder family.” Garth waved his hand. “Kill them!”

With his order, a thousand people showed their weapons. 100 men in black had a pistol in the hand apart from a knife. Just as the moment was about to explode, there was a sudden screeching of brakes outside the gate. Soon after, nearly 200 fully armed police officers rushed into the mansion, each with a rifle aimed at the Thunder family.

All the people, including Garth, were surprised by that.

“Father, it’s Winston leading the team!” Franklin, the eldest son of the Thunder family, spoke in a deep voice.

“What is he here for?” Garth furrowed his brows and quickly walked towards Winston.

“Mr Kim, what’s with all this commotion?” He spoke in a condescending tone as he approached.

As the Ace in the hole of the Thunder family, Garth had his confidence. Even facing the top official of the police department of Cloud City didn’t faze him.

“Garth, your Thunder family is really something else!” Winston responded coldly.

“What happened? Please enlighten me.” Asked Garth.

“You better pray that Tasha is safe! Otherwise, your family history will end today!” Winston stared back coldly.

“You’re going too far with that statement,” Garth said sternly after pausing briefly. “This is my place. If you have business here, Mr Kim, please show us relevant documents, otherwise we won’t receive you.”

“You never learn until you die.” With that said, Winston beckoned his men and ordered, ” Find her! Dig up the while thing looking for that girl!”

“Yes, sir!” A group of uniformed officers responded in unison and quickly walked towards the courtyard.

“Winston, enough!” Garth snapped angrily, then raised his hand and continued, “Stop them!”

“How dare you? Everyone listen! Anyone who obstructs official duties will be directly shot!” Said Winston.

“Yes, sir!” Two hundred uniformed men shouted at the same time.

Upon hearing this, the people who had intended to stop them quickly halted their steps. They couldn’t afford to joke around- the other side was armed with fully automatic rifles, and approaching them would mean certain death. Soon after, a group of police officers in uniform dispersed throughout various corners of the mansion buildings.

“Winston, you…” Garth seethed with anger. In his rage, he didn’t care about much else and raised his hand to order, “Bring Winston here and tie him up!”

Suddenly, a synchronized sound of footsteps could be heard coming from the entrance of the estate. Except for Billy and Casey, everyone felt as if they were being crushed by a mountain; many shuddered involuntarily. Then a thousand men appeared within everyone’s line of sight. All dressed in fine silk clothes with curved swords at their waists; their eyes were sharp and resolute while their momentum was overwhelming.

“Commander, please give us your orders!” said the leader of them.

The one who began was one of the “Five Sharp Blades” of SHADOW, Judge from the east district.

“Please give us orders!” A thousand men knelt down on one knee simultaneously while shouting in unison that echoed through the sky. The look in each person’s eyes as they gazed upon Billy was filled with endless fanaticism and admiration. The man in front of them was their god, the one they had faith in.

A look of intense shock flashed across Winston’s eyes. As the head of Cloud City Police Station, he had heard of Judge’s name. He knew that he was an absolute peak figure. To see three legendary figures in one day was surreal for him.

“Get up and talk!” Billy looked at the SHADOW people and raised his hand.

“Thank you, Commander!” The deafening roar echoed again, piercing through the sky.

“W-who are they?” Among Thunder family members, someone felt like they couldn’t hold on any longer since they were shocked and scared.

“I… I don’t know, they look really terrifying…” A man next to him responded with a trembling voice.

“I feel like any one of them could take on hundreds of us alone…”

“What kind of person is he? How can he have such terrifying subordinates? We’re in big trouble today…” Another gang member looked at Billy and shuddered.

“…”

Similar conversations were heard constantly.

“Duncan, can you tell who they are?” Garth tried to keep composed before asking.

“I’m afraid we’re in big trouble, Garth.” Duncan said with his eyes showing panic.

“Who are they exactly!?”

“If… if I remember correctly, they are the most mysterious organization within our borders. The head of the East District is called Judge!” Duncan trembled slightly all over his body.

“What? They’re from SHADOW?!”

“Dressed in fine clothes with a curved blade in the shape of a crescent moon, that’s SHADOW’s signature look! Garth, look at their blades. Are there the words ‘SHADOW’ engraved on them?”

Garth’s legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. From this moment on, he no longer had any illusions about their situation.