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Benedict suddenly changed his tone, which made Gianni tremble all over.

However, Gianni could not say a thing about it. After all, this was indeed Douglas' fault.

The cultivator at the peak of the Mystique Loyalty Realm snorted coldly. "Since it's the Lazadars' fault, why should Commander Varhess get involved in this matter?"

"Why shouldn't I intervene?" Benedict looked at the cultivator with a calm expression and said, "According to modern marriage laws, personal choices must be respected!

"Douglas has realized his mistake. He has his reason to retract this marriage! If you meddle with this, you'll be violating the Martial Management Law issued by the National Martial Bureau!"

"You..." The peak Mystique Loyalty Realm cultivator was red with anger, but he was utterly speechless.

"I'm giving you two choices now. One is to apologize to Douglas and compensate for his medical expenses. The other is to battle with the Divine Strategy Squadron!"

Benedict calmly laid out his conditions.

Everyone in the Endless Horizon Sect was burning mad. When had they ever been threatened like this?

Eyes narrowing together, the cultivator asked, "Do you really think that the Endless Horizon Sect is one of those insignificant sects?"

Benedict could not be bothered. He waved his hand, and a powerful force instantly knocked the man away. The members of the Endless Horizon Sect gnashed their teeth. They glared at Benedict with eyes that wanted to eat him alive. Benedict asked calmly, "Any objections?"

At this time, Grisham clutched his chest and walked out from behind the collapsed wall in a state of embarrassment. "Commander Varhess, you're taking advantage of your power for personal gain!"

"Am I taking advantage of my power, or are you being lawless? Do you really think that with the support of a first-class sect, you can do whatever you want? Do you still respect the law?"

Benedict stared at Grisham and reprimanded him.

Grisham vomited out a mouthful of blood again. He stared at Benedict in great pain but could not utter a single word.novelbin

"You bastard! How dare you hurt my father..." An angry voice came from outside.

Immediately afterward, two more terrifying auras at the Profound Oriental Realm shot over. Benedict's eyes were filled with ecstasy. "Senior Georgie is here... and the Second Elder too!"

Georgie was dressed in white, and an old man in a yellow robe landed in the yard.

Georgie's cultivation was at the early stage of the Profound Oriental Realm. He had thick eyebrows, bright eyes, a majestic spirit, and an angry expression on his handsome face.

The old man in a yellow robe had an expression of indifference.

"Georgie..."

"Dad..."

Georgie walked toward Grisham with a worried expression. Murderous intent rose within him as he took in his father's disheveled appearance. "Dad, who did this to you?" en

Grisham pointed at Benedict and said, "This boy. He's doing whatever he wants because he's the

commander of the Divine Strategy Squadron. He's arrogant and doesn't even take the Endless Horizon Sect seriously!"

A hint of gloom flashed across the yellow-robed elderly man's calm eyes.

Georgie turned to stare at Benedict. "Bastard, how dare you hit my father?"

Benedict raised his eyebrows. "Who are you calling a bastard?"

Georgie was furious and snapped, "You're the bastard! Do you think I'm afraid of you because you're the commander of the Divine Strategy Squadron?" Benedict nodded as if he suddenly realized. "Oh, it's the bastard who's yapping at me!"