Chapter 551: Being Bullied.

(Impossible) the word rang inside his mind as he looked at the devastating damage. He turned back to look at the young man with his eyebrows furrowed (Miss Cecile's husband, how come I've never heard of it?!).

"Are you participating in the tournament as well?" asked Hezar with a strict tone.

Lyon smirked, "I am."

"I see, where are you from? Who is your father?" asked Hezar. He didn't play a facade anymore, even with Cecile present beside the young man.

"My father? That's a good question," said Lyon as he crossed his arms. However, many seconds later, Hezar received no answer.

"I see," Hezar furrowed his eyebrows with a blatant displease.

"However," said Lyon, "If you want to meet my grandfathers three of them are here."

"Three?" Hezar and the others furrowed in confusion. 

(Three?) Carius furrowed his eyebrows. (The number didn't add up, how could he have three grandfathers?).

The three powerful figures from the Mortal World had their eyes turned sharp. The powerful young man was still shrouded in mystery. The background that they had for him was to the extent of Nostria alone. That place was pale compared to their assets. There was nothing extravagant except for the fact that the young man was reported to come from the sky itself, bearing three showering lights as he descended.

They all thought that Lyon was coming from Heaven themselves. Seeing his strength with their own eyes, one of them thought as far as he had come from the higher layers of Heaven. However, as time goes by, he didn't seem to view Heaven as the sacred place as those common cultivators in Mortal World.

"Right here?" asked Hezar once more.

"Yes they are right here, however, once they come out, I doubt this place will be the same," said Lyon before he crossed his arms.

"Is that a threat?" said Hezar as he furrowed his eyebrows. He never thought that he would receive a threat from the Mortal World. 

Lyon furrowed his eyebrows, "Wanna try?"

The atmosphere suddenly turned tense the moment he said those words. None of the onlookers thought that someone would dare to threaten Hezar whilst being so calm and confident like he was.

The cold calm stature of Hezar was faced with the confidence of a youth that seemed to have no limit.

Hezar closed his eyes to regain his composure before he opened his arms with a smile. "There is no need for us to be this tense. We should use this time to make friends instead of enemies."

The host opened his eyes wide in disbelief but said nothing as he looked at the ground.

"I don't want to be rude but I'm afraid we cannot be friends," said Lyon with a smile as he too opened his arms.

The onlookers were looking at each other with worries in their eyes. They could feel it. A fight that was hovering around between those two.

"Oh? Why is that?" said Hezar.

"Look behind you, is that how you make friends?" said Lyon as he snorted with a smile.

Hezar furrowed his eyebrows but he didn't turn around. He knew that he was talking about the two patriarchs and the woman with the thick veil behind him. His soldiers were surrounding the three and it didn't make a good look. However, he could do whatever he pleases in this place.

"Hoho~" Tael made a light laugh. "No need to be worrying about us young man."

"How can I not worry, there is a beauty standing there being surrounded," said Lyon with a sigh.

"Eh? Beauty?" muttered Tael before he took a glance against the matriarch.

Zet and Porealus smiled wryly. (Even in this situation, I'm amazed).

Ivy furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at Lyon then at her matriarch. It was hard to read the latter's emotion since only her eyes were visible.

Verdu had a bit of sweat on his forehead. (Does he know who is he talking about?).

"Hehe," Kesya chuckled on the side.

The onlookers immediately looked at Cecile. The woman was his wife but there was no anger inside her eyes but instead a light chuckle.

The matriarch only blinked her eyes in response. She didn't deny the knightly words that Lyon spouted out of his mouth.

"I see, you are quite the womanizer at such a young age," said Hezar. (How come Miss Cecile is drawn to this kind of man?).

"Do you want to pull out your men or should I?" said Lyon once again. "However trust me tho, if I have to do it..."

The three generals stepped forward.

"It won't be pretty," said Lyon with a smirk.

The unfathomable three were standing and daunting the word fear. Graham and Assid didn't share a smile, only Kesya did but the smile was that of a sinister one.

"I'm afraid I cannot do that," said Hezar.

"Oh?" Lyon raised his eyebrows, "Why is that?"

"These three figures have been suspected to kill the men and women guarding the tower. The tower that connected Mortal World and Heaven."

"LIES!" Carius immediately shouted with his arms crossed. Though the soldiers were glaring at him he crossed his arms and closed his eyes.

Verdu and the three geniuses furrowed their eyebrows. The onlookers could only stand silent, they didn't want to be dragged into this mess.

"My sword never killed the innocent," said Tael.

"Bah, everyone can say that old man," said one of the soldiers. "We all saw you did it!"

Zet's furrowed eyebrows turned into a glare before he grabbed Irae's hilt. "You!"

Verdu immediately held his son's shoulder with one hand. "Calm down, don't do it! If you do it, then you are playing right into their hands!"

"Then what should we do father?! Stand around and do—.... sorry."

Looking at the glare that his father gave him was enough. He knew his father had the same feelings. Seeing their own grandfather being framed.

"We are being bullied," said Porealus as he furrowed his eyebrows.