King’s Awakening - Chapter 392

Chapter 392: Chapter 392: My Grandnephew is indeed promising!
A dragon has emerged from the Mitchell family?

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They’ve shown promise?

Hearing these puzzling remarks, the mysterious person was even more confused.

White Mitchell’s strength was indeed excellent, but to describe it as dragon-like seemed a bit much, didn’t it?

After all, the man on the other end of the line, Mr. Mateo Mitchell, also known as Mateo Mitchell, was a renowned War God. His considerable influence within the War Department was astounding.

Rumour had it that he had once had the chance to become a member of the Dragon Realm Elder’s Council.

However, for some reason, that had been put on hold.

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Nevertheless, even though Mr. Mateo Mitchell hadn’t become a member of the Elders’ House, he was a reserve Elder.

If someone were to step down from the Elders’ House, his chances of succeeding the position were virtually a hundred percent.

The other reserve elders either lacked his strength or his prestige.

Aside from the widely known White Army Master, no one seemed capable of replacing him as a member of the Elders’ House.

However, the mysterious man knew unequivocally that the White Army Master was still quite young. Regardless, with his achievements and abilities, he was more than qualified to enter the Elders’ House.

However, once he joined the Elders’ House, he would have to refrain from meddling in battlefield affairs.

Given the current tumultuous international situation, the Elders’ House couldn’t possibly allow the White Army Master to join their ranks so soon.

Therefore, the mysterious man couldn’t understand why Mr. Mateo Mitchell, on the other end of the line, would be so excited after learning about White Mitchell’s power.

It even seemed a bit excessive!

The mysterious man held up the phone, furrowed his brows, and unconsciously began to recall his own words.

From what he remembered, Mr. Mateo Mitchell had begun his ecstatic rant only after he’d mentioned the White War Department.

White War Department… White… White…White Mitchell!!!

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The mysterious man suddenly had an epiphany. His eyes instantly narrowed, and he inhaled sharply, feeling a peculiar shock overcome him.

White Mitchell!

White Army Master!

White Mitchell is the White Army Master!!!?

Whoosh!

The mysterious man, fully awakened, was covered with goosebumps, even standing frozen like someone had cast a Fixed-body spell on him. It took him a while to recover from his shock.

No wonder White Mitchell had seemed so fearless!

No wonder White Mitchell’s strength was so astounding!

No wonder, no wonder, no wonder!

Just considering that he’d just tried to lay a hand on someone who was of Army Master status, the mysterious man couldn’t help but shudder.

Thankfully, White Mitchell hadn’t held it against him, otherwise, compared to him, he was nothing but a small fry.

While the mysterious man continued to shake in shock, Mr. Mateo Mitchell on the other end of the line excitedly commanded, “Felix! I don’t care how you do it, but you must stabilize my great-nephew.

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I’m booking a flight right now. No, I’m getting on a combat plane to Sayon to see my great-nephew! I want to see the True Dragon of the Mitchell family!”

Mr. Mateo Mitchell excitedly gave his orders. The mysterious man Felix, hearing these words, couldn’t help but retort with a mixed expression, “Mr. Mitchell, I suggest you reconsider. Even if you appear now, what can you do?

Don’t forget how the child was expelled from the Mitchell family and what he’s been through.

He’s already guessed my identity. Even though he didn’t show too much animosity, it doesn’t mean he’s accepted us.

He wants revenge. He wants it against everyone who was involved in what happened all those years ago. Mr. Mitchell, don’t forget that there were quite a few people from the Mitchell family involved in that incident.”

After hearing the mysterious Felix’s words, Mr. Mateo Mitchell on the other end of the line fell silent, obviously having gained some calm.

“You’re right. We, the Mitchell family, we’ve let Sebastian down.” Mr. Mateo Mitchell’s spoke guiltily. The Sebastian he referred to was, of course, none other than White Mitchell now.

Seeing Mr. Mateo Mitchell calm down, Felix continued, “Sir, although I’m not part of the Mitchell family, what some people in the Mitchell family did back then was just too much.”

If it hadn’t been for you ordering me to rescue that child from prison, I’m afraid he would have been abandoned and forgotten.”

Honestly, if it had happened to me, I probably would have sought revenge, just like him.”

“Ah…” Mr. Mateo Mitchell on the other end of the phone sighed heavily, his voice seeming to age all at once.

“Sir, at this point, if you want to repair your relationship with that child Sebastian, I’m afraid you’re the only one who can do it,” Felix continued.

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His intent was obvious: to ask Mateo Mitchell to step in, clean up the Mitchell family, and give an account to White Mitchell.

Otherwise, with White Mitchell’s current status, it would be a disaster for the Mitchell family if he took action.

“I understand, find an opportunity to tell Sebastian, I, as his uncle, will definitely give him an explanation!” Mr. Mateo Mitchell said righteously.

After hanging up the phone, Mateo Mitchell, who was far away on the border, took a deep breath. His eyes reflected two sharp, cold lights.

…

On the other side, people like Will Jones, after being beaten down in the underground boxing ring, went straight to the hotel where Lisa Jones was staying. They exaggerated and dramatized the evening’s events to Lisa.

“Just two thuggish ruffians from Sayon dare to disrespect my Jones family from the Capital City?! Good! Very good! It seems that some people are just looking for trouble!” Lisa Jones burst out laughing.

But, anyone could tell how chilling her laughter was.

Hearing this, Will Jones and the others couldn’t help but shiver.

However, at this time, what they mostly felt was schadenfreude.

After all, Lisa was angry and ready to take action!

In that case, Amanda and Longman would definitely not have a good time.

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Of course, this included their hated enemy, White Mitchell!

Now, they couldn’t wait to see White Mitchell humiliated or even killed.

“Wu Lao!” As Will Jones and the others were gloating, Lisa Jones sitting on the sofa called, “This matter, I have to trouble you.

Don’t kill them, just cripple them. Let them see what happens when someone crosses our Jones Family from the Capital City.”

Wu Lao nodded arrogantly upon hearing this.

But just as Wu Lao was about to leave, a knock sounded at the door.

Sometime later, a soldier clad in Wudepartment Battle Uniform appeared, holding an invitation.

After leaving the invitation, the soldier from the Martial Department left the room.

Lisa Jones picked up the invitation and glanced at it. She then spoke to Uncle Wu, “Let’s wait for now, Uncle Wu. The people from the Martial Department have invited us to an award ceremony tomorrow. We can deal with those two ruffians later.”

Awards ceremony?

At the mention, Will and Lisa Jones froze before exchanging surprised glances.

Seeing this, Lisa Jones scoffed, then tossed the invitation in front of them as if it was nothing more than a handout.

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“Your names are on it too. Go back and prepare, we’ll go together tomorrow.” Lisa Jones said dismissively, looking all too familiar with these types of events.

In her view, the Martial Department likely wanted to curry favor with her. Since they were extending such an invitation, she couldn’t very well refuse.

After all, the Martial Department was a force to be reckoned with.

Just as Lisa Jones assumed that the Martial Department was trying to curry favor with her, Will Jones, who had picked up the invitation, frowned and said, “Why are that wretch Sherry and that bastard White Mitchell’s names on this invitation as well?”

At his words, Lisa Jones sneered, “Did you think the Martial Department was so idle that they would check the relationship between you and White Mitchell and avoid bias for you?”

Upon hearing this, Will Jones fell silent, but he had already decided that he would not let White Mitchell know about the invitation by any means.

How could a wild child like White Mitchell be allowed to steal the limelight at such an event?

However, Will Jones could not have imagined that White Mitchell not only attended the event, but also arrived in an official car from the Martial Department!