Chapter 1189

“Tsk, Semi Overlord State, so what? I’ll give you one chance, punk-let go of my grandson right now, and break your arm in retribution. If you do that and hand over the treasure at the same time, I might consider forgiving you!” Owen declaredly coldly.

The Durkans were one of the three major families in Seacove City and possessed just as much, if not more, power and influence as the four major families of Springfield City. Not only did they possess a few elders at the Semi Overlord State, but even two more warriors at the Overlord State!

Owen himself already advanced to the Intermediate Overlord State just a few years ago, and was only a few steps away from attaining the Advanced Overlord State!

With such incredible martial arts prowess, it was no wonder he did not care for Leon at all!

“You Durkans sure are cocky!” a dark expression crossed Leon’s face as he became infuriated by Owen’s attitude.

“Mister Durkan, you’re arguably one of the most respected people in this city, but now, you’re trying to steal Mister Wolfs treasure in broad daylight, and even gave him an outrageous request to fulfill —this is vile!” Quinton snarled, stepping forward.

“So what if it is? He injured my grandson, and all I’m asking is he breaks his arm in retribution, and to be quite honest, I think it’s very generous of me to ask this!” Owen sneered.

“What bullshit is this? I’ll be straight with you, Mister Durkan-Mister Wolf is a friend of the Hunts, and if you insist on bullying him, the Hunts will get back at you for this!” Quinton sneered.

“You? Quinton, you’re just a baby, so don’t waste my time with this! I’m warning you. You’d better stay out of my way if you don’t want any trouble, or else!” Owen replied coldly.

“You-” Quinton was utterly outraged by this, but he knew he had no choice. He was a member of the Hunts’ younger generation, whereas Owen was the head of his family, and one of the most respected people in the city.

Therefore, he was in no position to go against Owen at all!

“Don’t be so cocky, Old Durkan! My grandson may not be in a position to fight you, but how about me?”

all of a sudden, a cackle echoed from behind them as a man in his eighties arrived, leading a dozen fighters trailing behind him.

This was none other than Francis Hunt, whom Leon met a couple of times before.

Quinton came to attend this auction on his grandfather Francis’ orders, and after finding out the treasure he was interested in landed in Leon’s hands, Quinton notified his grandfather immediately.

Francis could easily guess that once Leon revealed the truth about the treasure, someone would try to steal it from him, so he quickly gathered his best fighters and made his way to the auction house to help Leon and Quinton. His guess was correct-the Durkans had their eye on the treasure!