Chapter 643
Kayson could tell the young man's level with just one glance. He was accomplished at inner energy,
and such an accomplishment was excellent given his age. He was incredibly talented as a
practitioner.
In contrast, Captain Raymond Campell of Team Azure Dracon did not even have his inner energy
gathered despite being already middle-aged.
Ricken scoffed, âI was just wondering why Silvan Killick stopped running. I see that heâs got the
support of a fighter now!â
The fresh, clean-looking young man glanced at Kayson and told him, âI don't really want to injure
other people, and this has nothing to do with you. You can leave as long as you stay out of it.â
Kayson smiled. âIt's not easy to achieve inner energy completion at this age. You must have a
martial expert behind you who's either a peak-level master or a grandmaster.
âI will refrain from killing you because of what you said, but you must no longer work for the
Osborns.â
The young man, whose name was Flynn Boyle, froze. Like Kayson had said, he did have an elder at
home who was a master fighter at the peak level.
âYou're frighteningly powerful since you simply threw a fork through someoneâs arm.
âBut you're not yet qualified to talk to me as though you're a
senior!â
Flynn was proud too.
However, Ricken was already impatient. âFlynn, stop wasting time on him. Kill him!â
Flynn sighed and took a step forward to punch Kayson.
Kayson lifted a finger to press against his fist, and the menacing punch was stopped by just one
finger.
Flynn's eyes bulged from horror at the sight.
"You,"
Before Flynn could finish speaking, Kayson's thumb met his middle finger with a flick of the formerâs
fist.
Thwack! Flynn's arm was dislocated, and he stumbled back with a flushed face, frowning in pain.
"A master fighter?!â Flynn looked at Kayson in disbelief.
He was already a prodigy in martial arts and he had never belittled himself for no reason. He
believed that there was no second accomplished inner energy fighter his age, not unless one looked
in big cities like Moduscity and Metrocity.
Despite that, he had encountered a master fighter!
Kayson smiled and slammed the table with his palm, shattering a clean plate before he swept the
shards away lightly. The broken pieces flew out, knocking out Ricken's lackeys, but not the man
himself.
Ricken fell to the floor with a plop as he stared at Kayson in astonishment.
This young guy was a master fighter? Was this a joke?
Flynn went pale. He pressed his dislocated joint back in place before he bowed. âPlease have mercy,
sir!â
"Ask your family elder to talk to me,â Kayson said, taking a glance at him.
Flynn looked nervous. âSir, 1 ="
Kayson waved his hand, sending over a steel-like gale that shoved Flynn to the door, scaring the
latter. Flynn thought that Kaysonâs power control was intimidating.
"Get your grandfather here. You wait at the door.â
Flynn was shocked, as he did not know how Kayson knew that his grandfather was the master
fighter in his family. Despite his bewilderment, he quickly pulled out his phone to make the call. Of
course, he did not forget to inform the Osborns too.
Kayson shifted his attention from him to look at Ricken, who was panicking, and asked, âWhat do
the Osborns actually want?â
Ricken repressed the fear within him and snapped firmly, âHow dare you intervene when you know
that the Osborns are behind this! You can't do anything you want just because you're a master
fighter!â