The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 645

Marwell didn't say anything when they reached the entrance.

He waved his right hand and asked them to stop. He then turned to Michelle and said, "Why don't you take Austin away so he can have some rest? Find him the best room."

"Father!"

Michelle was a clever girl. She had sensed that something was off.

"Do as I say!"

Marwell urged her adamantly.

"Okay."

Michelle turned to Austin and said, "Follow me, please."

Austin glanced at Marwell, then quietly walked into the door behind her.

A young man from the Meng family remarked, "Who's that guy? Michelle was really nice to him!"

Another one said, "Yes, it's so weird. She is never nice to men."

The fact that she was politely leading a man so that he could take rest was enough to make people surprised. She had never done that before.

"Your house is so big and beautiful. I like it here,"

Austin said when they entered a capacious yard.

"Really?"

Michelle replied flatly. She looked worried and absent-minded.

"By the way, what's all this about the crystal mine?"

Austin asked.

"Well..."

Michelle paused in her steps for a moment, then she continued in her stride and said to Austin, "We have a lot of time to talk about it. Why don't you have a rest first?"

Austin realized she didn't want to talk about it. Consequently, he suppressed his curiosity and continued behind her.

"Okay. This is the guest room. You can rest here. We'll talk later."

Michelle said to him after stopping just outside a room.

Austin nodded.

"See you later."

Michelle turned around and left. Austin was a little intrigued by the sudden change in Michelle. He could remember that she was so cold and stubborn when they had met in the black forest, but now she was so soft and elegant.

The next day, Austin woke up at ten o'clock.

Marwell and Michelle were busy, so they asked a young man to take Austin to have breakfast. After he had finished, Austin took a walk around the grounds.

Suddenly he heard a commotion coming from somewhere.

"Stop! Barstow, let go of me!"

It was definitely Michelle's voice.

Austin was intrigued as to what was going on.

Michelle was the daughter of Meng family. Who would dare to be rude to her?

He quietly walked over towards the source of the noise.

The voice led him· to an isolated yard. The yard was covered with different kinds of plants. The plants created a cool and a peaceful atmosphere.

There were stone tables and chairs in the yard. Austin surmised this was where the guests were entertained.

Several people were standing besides the stone table. They were the ones creating the noise.

Amongst them was a handsome young man wearing a long apricot yellow gown. He looked slick haired and well-dressed, but smiled evilly. His demeanor was upsetting.

The man's voice reeked of arrogance.

He was grabbing Michelle's arm, and she looked visibly irritated.

"Michelle, don't you know that I love you?

Don't you think I'm the man best qualified to marry you?"

He stared at Michelle with eyes as red as a starving wolf who had sighted its food. Michelle felt helpless ·and tried to flee but there was no way out.

"Could you please let go of my arms, Barstow? Its hurting me."

Michelle was trembling and gritting her teeth. It was obvious that she hated the guy. However, she desperately wanted to avoid any conflict.

Austin couldn't understand her behavior. She was tough and straightforward with him when they were in the black forest. But now, when the slick haired guy was insulting her, she was so tolerant. Why?!

Austin thought, "Maybe the man is from a very influential family. One more powerful one than Meng family."

"Barstow, listen to me. You have already got five wives. Isn't it enough for you? Why can't you just let go of me? I don't love you at all!"

Michelle said. She wanted to get rid of him but in vain.

"Keep your hands off my sister!"

A boy rushed into the yard and shouted at Barstow. It was Joyce.

"Welcome little Joyce.

Come say hello to your brother-in-law, am I right?"

He patted Joyce's head and looked him in the eyes, smiling menacingly.

"Hey, Marco. Take Joyce back to his room."

Michelle didn't want to make a mountain of a molehill and cause trouble to her family. Hence, she ordered for Joyce to be taken away.

Marco walked up to take Joyce's hand.

"I'm talking to Michelle. How dare you interrupt us? Get the fuck out of here!"