Chapter: 887

"Scarlet Spanner? Tyler frowned slightly, finally betraying a hint of emotion. As Dragonmarsh’s first Goddess of War, Scarlet had not only achieved incredible feats, she came from an influential background and possessed unparalleled martial skills. He indeed considered himself inferior to her. However, that was only for now. He was confident of surpassing her within ten years.

"What? Are you afraid?" Dylan was pleased.

"Are your legs weak just by hearing her name? Let me tell you. Don’t think you can look down on people just because of your little achievements. Just so you know, the world is a big place, and there are many people better than you out there!" As soon as he said that, the Harmons clapped in agreement.

"Nicely said!"

"So what if he’s General Lionheart? He still needs to bow down to the Goddess of War!"

"Ha! You must feel ashamed now after acting so outrageously, huh?"

Seeing Tyler being humiliated, the Harmons were filled with renewed spirits, coming out of their distress.

"He’s indeed my son. He managed to put Tyler in his place with a few words." Standing in the front rows, Jacob had a proud look on his face. As his son stood in the limelight, he also basked in the glory.

"That’s right. Without Dylan here today, nobody would have been able to go up against Tyler."

Trent flashed a wide smile.

A few other older Harmon family members were also filled with awe.

"With a son like him, the Harmons would be elevated to a higher standing!"

For a moment, Dylan became the center of attention, incomparable to anyone else. Everyone present thought highly of him.

"Hey! What are you still standing there for? Take your men and leave immediately! Don’t disrupt the party!" Dylan stepped forward and gestured with his chin, a look of arrogance on his face. A talented genius? General Lionheart? In the end, he still ended up stepping all over Tyler.

Suddenly, Tyler dissolved into laughter.

"Do you think you can scare me by using Scarlet’s name?"

"What? Aren’t you going to show deference to the Goddess of War?" Dylan rebuked sharply.

"Scarlet Spanner is different from you. You’re nothing but her dog! What makes you think you can show off here?" Tyler sneered.

"Y–you, you dare humiliate me?" Dylan’s expression darkened.

"So what if I do? Get lost before I slice your head off!" Tyler exclaimed.

Dylan erupted in fury.

"You’re seeking death!" He stepped lightly, launching a powerful punch as he shot forward. He knew Tyler was a formidable opponent and had exerted all his strength into the punch. He planned on striking first and ending the fight with a single blow.