"Our guest has arrived. Please let them in." A melodious female voice sounded.
"Of course, Miss," the man replied and turned to Billy, bowing slightly. "I apologize for the earlier incident. Please come in."
Billy smiled lightly and stepped inside. Upon entering, he saw a pavilion within the garden. Two young individuals were practicing swordsmanship on the pavilion, while a group of seven or eight youngsters were seated around a long table nearby, enjoying the spectacle while feasting. Aside from these, on the other side of the pavilion, two elderly men were seated at a stone table, engaged in a game of chess. These were the two owners of the Warlord-level auras.
"Sir, greetings. My apologies for the rudeness earlier." A young woman rose from her seat at the head of the long table and walked over to Billy.
She was a woman of around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a stunning appearance and graceful figure. Her noble temperament far outshone Audrey Ryan, the young mistress of the Ryan family.
Billy's gaze swept over her, and his eyes narrowed again. The woman's cultivation was formidable, at the Battle God's initial stage.
"No problem, it was my impoliteness." Billy smiled faintly.
"I'm Julia Doman. May I know how to address you, sir?" The woman who introduced herself was the young mistress of the Doman family.
As she spoke, she sized up Billy, her face displaying a hint of astonishment. Her intuition told her that the man before her was undoubtedly a martial artist, yet she couldn't sense his level of cultivation at all. Moreover, there was an intangible pressure emanating from his kingly aura that made her feel slightly uneasy.
"Turns out it's Miss Doman," Billy smiled again. "I go by the name Gardner."
As he spoke, he noticed that, apart from Julia Doman, the other men and women present had a trace of oddity in their gazes towards him. A faint intent to kill seemed to emanate from them. Even the two elderly men, though not looking directly at him, had undergone imperceptible changes in their auras from the moment Billy entered the garden.
This was getting interesting.
"Mr Gardner," Julia Doman smiled and said, "A few of my friends are sparring here. If you're interested, would you like to watch?"
"Sure," Billy smiled once more.
"Julia, why are you letting anyone and everyone in? Don't disrupt our enjoyment." A young man rose and approached.
"Marcos, please mind your words. Our visitors are guests. Let's befriend them." Julia's brows furrowed slightly as she replied.
"Everyone here practices martial arts. What qualifications does this pretty boy have to be friends with us?" Marcos Floyd's expression was dismissive as he cast a disdainful glance at Billy.
Bang!
Suddenly, he was sent flying and crashed on the ground, rolling several times before coming to a stop, coughing up blood. All eyes turned towards the commotion, including the two elderly men, who displayed a hint of anger on their faces.
"Damn it, how dare you attack me? I'll kill you!" Marcos shouted, getting up and charging at Billy. He surged with aura, indicating that he was at the peak of the Battle General stage.
"Marcos, stop!" Julia Doman yelled, simultaneously extending her palm to dissolve his attack.
"Julia, why are you stopping me?" Marcos yelled angrily.
"Marcos, you were at fault in this matter. You should apologize to Mr Gardner!" Julia Doman's voice grew stern.
"Why should I apologize to a commoner like him? He's..." Marcos's gaze turned icy as he stared at Billy.
He was interrupted mid-sentence, sent flying once more, and this time his injuries were more severe. At least two or three of his ribs were broken, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
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