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The War God's Homecoming novel Chapter 352

Chapter 352 Harboring Criminals

"You really ticked me off!" Felicia was so infuriated that her face flushed red.

"Felicia, let it go. These people probably know her, so they dare not speak against her." Harleen said with a slight frown. She then helped the two women who had fallen to the ground back onto their feet. "Are you both okay?"

"We're fine. Thank you! We don't want those accessories anymore, and you don't need to find her. You should leave now or you're gonna get in trouble."

"No worries, justice will prevail, I don't believe there's no justice left!" Harleen took a deep breath and responded firmly.

"Did you two falsely accuse me of stealing their things earlier?" At this moment, Faye Rowse spoke again. "Apologize to me right now, or I won't spare you!"

"Dream on!" Felicia retorted loudly.

"Is that so? Since you dare not respect me, you'll have to face the consequences of offending me."

Saying that, she took a couple of steps towards Felicia and raised her hand to slap her.

A crisp sound of a slap rang out. Surprisingly, the slap did not land on Felicia's face; instead, it struck Faye Rowse.

Gasps echoed from the crowd once again, surprised by Felicia's agility. She, who appeared to be a student, turned out to be a skilled fighter hidden beneath her unassuming exterior. On one hand, they were amazed by Felicia's skills, and on the other hand, they were astonished by her courage to strike Faye Rowse. Wasn't she afraid of retaliation?

"How dare you hit me?" After a considerable pause, Faye Rowse screamed in a menacing manner. "I promise you two will pay dearly today. I will make sure you leave here on stretchers!"

With that, she raised her hand once again to attack Felicia. Faye Rowse's martial arts skills were quite good, already at the rank of a Half-Step Battle General. She believed that her previous slap from Felicia was due to her carelessness. This time, she intended to use her full power to seriously injure Felicia.

"Should we intervene?" Stout asked from outside the crowd.

"Not for now," Billy shook his head. Similar incidents were bound to happen to the two sisters in the future, and giving them more experience was a good thing. Of course, this was on the condition that he was sure the other party was no match for Harleen and Felicia; otherwise, he would not just stand by.

"You're just bragging!" Felicia's voice rang out, and she raised her hand to deliver a palm strike toward Faye Rowse.

"Watch out, my lady!" The old man behind Faye Rowse felt the power of Felicia's strike and frowned slightly. He spoke while swiftly moving to the side, simultaneously using his palm to block Felicia's strike.

After an exchange, both sides took several steps back.

"Battle General?" The old man stabilized his stance and looked shocked. "Who are you two?"

He found that Harleen and Felicia were far from ordinary people. And Faye Rowse, who heard his question, trembled all over, showing an expression of disbelief.

In fact, Harleen and Felicia had already reached the Battle God stage. However, the old man was a Battle General. Harleen and her sister could only display Battle General-level combat power for the time being since they lacked practical experience.

"Forget it. I can't be bothered with you!" Felicia didn't respond to his question and turned to Harleen, saying, "Harleen, let's go."

Harleen nodded. She didn't want to get entangled with Faye Rowse any further as well.

"You two just leave like this? Do you think you can disregard the Rowse family?" Just then, a middle-aged man led a group of people over.

"It's the second master of the Rowse family! I heard he's already a Half-Step Warlord. Those two beauties are in big trouble now!"

"What's the background of the Rowse family anyway?"

"You don't even know this? They are not only the top aristocratic family in the city, but they also have the backing of other powerful forces, including control over this entire trading place!"

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