There are some people in this world who, if you don't beat them up, wouldn't know that you're actually that good!

The only son of the Quadri Household, Second Duke, is exactly that type of person.

He stepped into the equipment crafting hall, gracefully shook his fan and coldly glanced at Maxwell who was asking the price on some goods. His lips then curved up into a cold disdainful sneer.

"Please look around at your own pleasure. If you see something you like, you can go ahead and test it out." Said the store employee enthusiastically. He didn't treat Maxwell coldly even though he was covered in dirt.

All products were finished items inside the equipment crafting hall.

Blades, spears, swords, halberds, pretty much everything was available here. There were even some top-grade weapons available, which all had a commonality – they were made of fine iron.

Weapons were separated into 10 ranks; the lower the rank, the more power contained within it. Above the 10 ranks include Spirit equipment, Earth equipment, Wind equipment, Immortal equipment, and finally those that only appear in legends – the Divine equipment! Those weapons and armour above the 10 ranks were extremely hard to manufacture. Most of the materials are formed naturally and each one of them can move the universe and cause the Gods to weep. When one gains any of that equipment, they can call up the wind and rain and become a supreme master.

Within Eden City, the highest equipment quality was only at rank 6 and there were a total of five of these. The Quadri, Gillette, and Castro households each had one, while the Gryphons' Household possessed two.

The Gryphons' Household was an equipment crafting household. One of their ancestors managed to become a rank 6 equipment crafting master and created two pieces of rank 6 weapons in his lifetime. It was from relying on those two pieces of weapons that allowed the Gryphons Household to rise to the top.

A good martial technique can decide a Household's fate; a good weapon could do so as well.

Maxwell was casually looking around since he wasn't really interested in the finished goods. His purpose in coming here was to find some fine iron. He then asked: "May I know if you have any fine iron for sale?"

"Err?" The store employee was a bit startled.

Just as he was about to reply, Elvis walked up and disdainfully sneered: "Oh, isn't this the heir to the Gillette Household?"

"What?"

"You're so poor that you can't even afford these ordinary weapons? You want to buy a few pieces of fine iron to make one yourself? Hahaha..."

Maxwell rolled his eyes at Elvis and ignored him before once again asking the store employee: "Do you have any?"

"I'm talking to you, can't you hear it?" Roared Elvis as he snapped his fan closed.

This time, Maxwell didn't even bother glancing at him and said, "I don't talk to animals."

Panic flashed on the store employee's face as he faintly advised: "He is the son of the Quadri Households' second Duke, Elvis Quadri, currently at level 3 bronze rank, so I suggest you be careful."

"You damn trash, who did you say was an animal?" Coldness flashed in Elvis's eyes. He thought he would have a hard time finding an excuse to act against Maxwell but never imagined Maxwell would deliver himself this way. He then said to himself: "Don't blame me for being impolite."

Elvis casually waved his fan and coldly yelled: "You dare to curse at me? Give him 10 slaps to the face! If he dares to retaliate, beat him to death for me!"

Behind him were two lackeys who immediately walked up to Maxwell. They started folding back their sleeves with an aggressive look on their faces which could make any little kid cry.

The store employee's face showed alarm, but then politely smiled and said: "Sir Elvis, this place is the Gryphons Household equipment crafting hall. You should at least respect the place."

"What's the difference between him and trash?" Said Maxwell in a casual manner while playing with an exquisite looking dagger in his hands. He did not give Elvis a level in his eyes at all.

The store employee's eyes tightened, and they couldn't understand what was going on. Was Maxwell nuts? Didn't he know that he was trying to get him out of a sticky situation?

Elvis's expression changed as the killing intent emitted from his eyes. "It's not that I don't want to give your Household respect, it's just this animal..."

As the voice faded, those two lackeys who were ready to pounce swung their palms for a slap.

As their palms cut through the air, a piercing wind sound was heard, which showed that the cultivation of these two wasn't ordinary.

Maxwell didn't bother with them and looked at the store employee and continued asking: "How much fine iron does your store have?"

Anxiety flashed on the store employee's face. The slap was about to collide, yet Maxwell was still so calm-looking. Did he go nuts from fear? Out of concern, the store employee spoke up: "Watch out!"

"You damn trash; their cultivation is at level 4 bronze rank with tons of fighting experience. They're my top-notch thugs and aren't something your weak ass Household can compare to." Said Elvis with a smug look on his face.

Within an instant, Maxwell's right leg was slightly raised.

"Bam!"

Like the speed of lightning, he kicked out twice and two dull thuds were heard as bodies were slammed against the main entrance. The two lackeys revealed a pale-looking face before they fainted from the pain.

"They're not yet dead?"

Maxwell's expression slightly changed before his figure blurred from the spot. He appeared next to the two lackeys and raised both his fists before heavily slamming down onto their chests.

"Bam!"

Their chest cavity ruptured and they started spraying out dark colored blood from their mouths. Their eyes bulged out and their bodies convulsed for a few seconds before they stopped breathing.

"Crackle!"

Two notification tones from the System were heard as he received XP, mana, and even two type 1 pills. Maxwell's lips curved into a sneer and glanced at Elvis: "Thanks!"

Elvis's face was filled with shock. He looked at Maxwell and then looked at the two "top-notch thugs" and incredulously said: "You killed them?"

"Maxwell, you actually killed them? They are members of the Quadri Household, you actually killed them..."

Publicly killing members of the five major households, was this an act to stir up war between households?"

If it were in the past, this would definitely be the fuse for a household war.

Elvis was standing there barking while Maxwell completely ignored it. He then finally said: "So what if I killed them? If you have the guts, go seek out my Lord!"

Maxwell had a face like this, had nothing to do with him – if there was a problem, go look for Sebastian.

"Hey mister store employee, go get a few pieces of fine iron for me to take a look. Why are you in a daze?" Maxwell called out.

The store employee was completely stunned by Maxwell's actions.

Murder, this was absolutely daylight murder!

He wasn't able to see how Maxwell accomplished it and could only stare at Maxwell in shock.

Maxwell seemed to have thought of something and said: "Mister store employee, you could also seek my Lord for the broken windows on the doors. If he asks, just say that I sent you."

The store employee swallowed down his saliva and turned around. He went into another room and brought out a few pieces of fine iron and said: "Please take a look at these."

Maxwell started carefully examining those few pieces of fine iron.

The toughness of the fine iron was directly related to the creation puppet soldier's attributes so he couldn't be sloppy about it.

He was wholeheartedly concentrating on this and completely ignoring the enraged Elvis.

"Killing my Quadri Households members and breaking the agreement between our Households." Elvis heavily slapped his palm down with a sound. His level 3 bronze rank aura gushed out causing the weapons on the counter to start clattering.

Outside the equipment crafting hall and in a corner not too far away.

"Looks like they've started fighting." A cold sneer appeared on Lena's lips. "Maxwell, you want to mess with me?"

Inside the equipment crafting hall.

Because of the chaotic clattering, Maxwell couldn't concentrate on inspecting the fine iron.

His ears cringed, his face unhappy as he coldly said: "Are you done creating noises? It's irritating the hell out of me."

As his voice faded, Maxwell's figure suddenly shook as the power of a level 2 bronze rank exploded out. His right hand blurred and he was already grasping onto Elvis's neck while lifting him up into the air. Maxwell's eyes turned vicious as he released his unseen pressure.

"Bam!"

Something heavy smashed onto the ground and cracked the surface.

Elvis's entire body was in pain, and he didn't have time to react before Maxwell activated. "Dragon Fire Palm Attack!"

His pair of fists smashed into the ground like a heavy hammer and the impact jolted Elvis into the air. In an instant, Maxwell raised his right leg and made a volley kick!

Elvis directly flew out onto the main street and fainted like he was dead.

Lena's expression changed as she coldly glanced at Elvis on the ground with disdain, "Useless thing."

She then quickly disappeared down the street!

These series of actions by Maxwell were fluid like water as if a combo was being performed.

This was a complete mess of domineering arrogance and madness!

The store employee was once again dumbfounded. Horror flared in his heart upon looking at Maxwell while voices reminded him to never get on Maxwell's bad side.

Maxwell dusted off his palms and faintly smiled: "Come; let's continue talking about the fine iron."

'Uh..."

Maxwell seemed to have thought of something while looking at the messy store. He then said in a serious tone: "You can directly go to Lord Sebastian for compensation."

Suddenly, a voice was heard from the rear courtyard.

"Who dares to act presumptuously in my Household's equipment crafting hall?"

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