Chapter 1672 An Accident

Name：Ascent of Hero on the Dragon Throne Author：Fei Xiang
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"I know who you are," Rocky replied.

"Then how dare you try and stop me?" Brett snapped back, glaring at him with arrogant eyes.

"Because I know how awful you are. I can't let you continue! I should teach you a lesson on behalf of your father," Rocky said with a sneer.

"What? What did you say? How dare you?" Brett yelled. His face flushed red as he was embarrassed.

"I feel sorry for your parents. It's a tragedy to have a son like you!" Rocky sighed.

The members of the Shura Race around them burst into laughter as soon as they heard that. They held their stomachs because the joy was too much to handle.

"What are you waiting for? Catch him and I'll skin him alive!" Brett shouted at the guards.

They immediately turned and charged at Rocky, wearing menacing looks on their faces.

The people in the slum felt worried for Rocky. After all, the guards were strong and Rocky was a weak doctor. There was no way he could be a match for them.

However, just as the guards approached Rocky, an invisible force instantly rushed out from Rocky's body,

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e knew it was true. He glared at him with angry eyes.

"I don't think it was someone important. He was just smug because he's a member of the leader's mansion. Dad, you will have no problem getting the antidote once you go there," Brett said. In his eyes, Armando was the most powerful being.

"Are you sure?" Armando looked at his son suspiciously.

Brett nodded vigorously.

Armando loved his son as much as his own life, so he immediately ordered someone to prepare a carriage and took Brett to the leader's mansion.

When he arrived at the leader's mansion, he immediately asked to see Gilbert.

"Prefect Ba, what brings you here today?" Gilbert asked when he saw Armando entering.

"Leader, please uphold justice for me. Someone in your mansion poisoned my son and attempted to murder him," Armando said, pointing at Brett who was just carried in.

"Really?" Gilbert's eyebrows rose. Armando was the prefect of the Ghost Capital and was in charge of all its affairs. He was known as a big figure there. Ordinary people wouldn't dare provoke Armando.