The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1535

'Did she recognize me?

That's impossible. She was barely herself due to the philter, '

Austin thought, as he stood frozen in his place and in the presence of the very reason he couldn't move or even breathe: Stacy.

How could he forget that day? It was the first time he got that intimate with someone, especially one whose beauty could get him weak in the knees.

Nonetheless, he wasn't one to exploit her situation, even when she clung to his body like a bee to a precious flower. Even when her lips treated his body like a train route and traveled from one station to another with no headway. Even when her hands touched him like she was home.

Austin was concerned about getting punished, or worse, killed, by Stacy for seeing her with barely any clothes after they got all torn.

She, after all, had the power to do so, after having reached the premium stage of Emperor Realm. More than that, she was among the nearly 40 Emperor Realm warriors who were the pride of the Deep Sea Commercial House.

Plus, the fighting men of the Deep Sea Commercial House were too strong for his own good, and their horses were fed fat. Fighting against them would mean asking for trouble – lots of it.

Lost in his own thoughts, Austin didn't realize that Stacy had been observing him, as if she was trying to remember something.

"You look familiar. Come over here,"

Stacy ordered Austin, with her voice trembling and her expression changing to curiosity and confusion.

Everyone, including disciples from both the Flame Holy Land and the Blood-thirsty Gang, traded glances and threw alternating looks between Stacy and Austin.

They surmised something strange was going on, but couldn't pinpoint the exact cause.

This was a big deal for everyone. Stacy was looked upon with high regard since she was from a well-known commercial house. Austin could only pale in comparison.

A lesser male warrior at the Semi-holy Realm versus a female warrior at the premium stage of Emperor Realm.

How could she take such interest in him? They wondered if Stacy had mistaken Austin for somebody else.

'Oh shit. It seems that she really recognized me. I must get out of here soon, '

Austin thought to himself. He lowered his head and avoided any eye contact with Stacy.

Running away from Stacy, however, would mean leaving five dozen disciples from the Flame Holy Land in danger.

And worse, if she snapped, he was as good as dead even before he could make an inch of movement.

Either situation was bad news for Austin.

As his face twisted awkwardly due to anxiety, Stacy grew even more suspicious of his real identity.

"You! Come here. Now,"

Stacy said, with more force and urgency.

"Uhm... My lady,"

Austin responded coyly.

"Hey, bastard! Are you deaf? Didn't you hear Miss Stacy's order? How could you be so clueless about her? You're so lucky that Miss Stacy glanced at your ugly face!"

"What an ungrateful piece of shit! You'll just stand there until you can't help peeing in your own pants, huh?"

Disciples from the Blood-thirsty Gang and warriors from the Deep Sea Commercial House jeered at Austin, getting impatient by his lack of a proper response.

"Move your ass quickly and answer Miss Stacy's question!" "Don't be shy, lad! You couldn't be uglier than you already are, ha ha!" "Do as what she commands and you'll be fine. Defy her and bad things will happen to you."

"Step forward you, son of a bitch!" Their curses and boos came like a rifle with unlimited bullets.