The current atmosphere was like swords unsheathed and bows drawn, a complete powder keg about to blow.

The oppressive pressure Maxwell gave off had been shattered.

Owen and Gallagher were both experts at the level 2 silver rank. The pressure of those two had instantly destroyed the pressure Maxwell was giving off.

Both Maxwell's mind and sea of consciousness sank.

It was a bit uncomfortable for him but still bearable.

Maxwell's formless pressure collapsed, and the Quadri member that had been slapped dozens of times by the guard immediately showed an alert expression on his face. He rolled out of the way, down the steps and quickly sprang back up onto his feet. He then rushed back up yelling: "I'm going to kill you!"

The guard's face changed, but he didn't show any fear as he shouted, "Come if you have the guts!"

"You're indeed a member of my Household!" Maxwell loudly praised.

When it's time to go crazy, then one must do it to their heart's content.

How can they still live in Eden City if they were bullied at their own front door?

The Gillette Household had suffered heavy internal losses and they should be acting low-key during this time. But Maxwell wasn't someone who would do this.

There's a saying that kind people will be bullied by others and kind horses will be ridden by people.

If they endured through things today, tomorrow those beasts will come again to cause trouble.

They couldn't give in. Fight when they had to, and kill when they had to. Don't let anyone look down on them!

Maxwell's attitude was extremely unyielding, which was beyond the expectations of both the Castro and Quadri households. They thought Maxwell would be afraid of going against them head-on and never imagined he would start beating up people upon showing up.

Gallagher's expression turned grim as he yelled: "Drew, stand back!"

Drew's face was bruised like an animal's head. He then angrily said while in pain: "Lord Gallagher, there's no way I'm going to spare him today..."

"Stand back first, I will take care of it," Gallagher said in contemplation.

A duke from the Quadri Household immediately stepped forward to support Drew before whispering some words of comfort to him.

Constantine shot forth like a cannon as he swept his eyes past the crowd. His burly body came to a stop and an aura of a wild beast exploded out from him.

The image of him gave everyone present a strong sense of visual impact.

Even those with higher cultivation levels than Constantine felt a chill in their hearts and a faint trace of fear starting to form.

Constantine glared with wide eyes and loudly said: "Whoever it was that our people, I dare you to stand out in front of me! Watch how I'll beat the shit out of you!"

"Humph!"

Gallagher coldly humphed before glaring at Maxwell. He then coldly asked: "Is this the way your household treats its guests?"

Maxwell stood up and walked forward.

Constantine immediately retreated and stood next to Maxwell. His eyes were sweeping back and forth at the crowd as he carefully prepared himself.

Maxwell faintly smiled and said: "When we deal with guests, we would of course welcome them with applause. But for those mad dogs that come running to our door bright and early in the morning, they will be met with our fists!"

"Who did you say were mad dogs?" Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Whoever responds is the mad dog," Maxwell replied with a smile.

The muscles on the corner of Gallagher's eyes started twitching as he said with disdain: "You're already acting so arrogantly when you've just ascended the Lord position. Have you thought about the fate of your Household?"

Owen also took a step forward and released his pressure. He then shouted, "Even if your father were still alive, he would treat us with a polite attitude. A kid like you that still reeks of their mother's milk dares to act crazy in front of us? Do you really think you're something special?"

Both their eyes were filled with killing intent.

They both released their oppressive pressure that weighed down on Maxwell's mind.

With two forms of pressure, the power was as heavy as a mountain.

Maxwell was internally resisting with all his strength while flames of anger were raging in his heart. He really hated being suppressed by the oppressive pressure and this scene was pissing him off to no end.

With his spirit, mind, and sea of consciousness being pressured by a large mountain, it was annoying the hell out of him to the max.

If it weren't for the fact that the Gillette Household really couldn't afford to go through any more trouble, he would have already punched the old wrinkly face of Gallagher.

For the Gillette Household, Maxwell had to endure this for now.

Maxwell didn't reveal any emotions on his face and asked, "You guys didn't come here early in the morning just to say these things, right?"

With two forms of pressure, Maxwell's expression still looked rather casual. Gallagher was a bit surprised before saying, "Naturally, there's a reason why we came here to your house."

Owen followed up by saying: "The Castro and Quadri Household intends to hold an Inter-house competition..."

"Not interested."

Maxwell didn't even think about it and refused it.

What dog fart competition? Weren't they just taking advantage of the Gillette Household when they knew they were low on talent right now?

They want to use this competition to give the Gillette Household another blow?

Even if Maxwell thought with his toes, he already knew what these guys were up to. Were this many people needed to just send them an invitation to the Inter-house competition?

If Maxwell wasn't a tough cookie to crack, then there wouldn't be any so-called Inter-house competition. Those guys would directly force the Gillette Household to hand over a portion of their territories.

With Maxwell's tough attitude, there's no way he would hand over territories of the Gillette Household without a fight.

If they were to forcefully take it, the Castro and Quadri households would definitely suffer some losses.

This will allow the third-party Gryphons to gain all the benefits without doing a thing.

There's no way these two old guys will allow themselves to be taken advantage of.

That's why there's a so-called Inter-house competition

The current Gillette Household was unstable, and there were fewer than half of the original number of senior elite members. Just suffering a bit more losses and they will probably collapse on top of themselves.

By then, the Gillette Household territories would belong to the Castro and Quadri households.

But they never expected Maxwell to reject it without even thinking about it first.

The faces of Owen and Gallagher secretly darkened as they glanced at each other. Gallagher then smiled in contempt, "Is the Gillette Household scared?"

Owen immediately went along by saying: "It's not that the Gillette Household is scared, it's probably him that's scared."

Trying to incite me?

Maxwell started coldly laughing in his heart. You old fogeys want to incite me with such a simplistic move? I'm not going to fall for it.

Maxwell lightly smiled, "If you two don't have anything else, please return. As for the Inter... Competition, we're not interested so you two can compete with each other. At that time, I will definitely show up to cheer you guys on."

After saying that, Maxwell turned around to leave.

Owen and Gallagher glanced at each other with a frown.

Owen took a single heavy step out as he released his thick and powerful mana. He then roared: "Since Lord Maxwell isn't participating in the competition, then we shall have a good discussion about Duke Monte being beaten!"

"Are the Castro Household members present?"

Nearly a hundred People shouted in reply as they rushed up filled with killing intent.

Gallagher also roared out: "Drew was beaten so we too need to account for this. Where are the Quadri Household members?"

The Quadri Household members also ran up in unison.

Gallagher shouted: "Drew was beaten so what should we do?"

"Return unto them tenfold!"

"Good!"

The Gillette Household's main entrance was so packed that water wouldn't be able to seep through.

The atmosphere was like a taut string.

This was the last resort.

If Maxwell didn't comply, they could only fight it out.

There will be losses, but if they don't fight now, they will miss this great opportunity once the Gillette Household rebuilds itself. Wanting to eradicate the Gillette Household then would be next to impossible.

Regardless of what Maxwell chooses, there's no way he could escape the fate of the Gillette Household being destroyed!

If he doesn't participate, they will fight immediately. The Castro and Quadri Household Senior elite members were present so there's no way the Gillette Household could resist them.

If he participates in the competition, those two households would definitely join hands to take down the Gillette Household. Whichever Gillette Household member steps onto the stage will definitely die one at a time. By that time, the whole household would lose morale which would eventually lead to their own demise.

With eyes like torches, the Gillette Household members also rushed up together and stood behind Maxwell.

Maxwell's fiery rage rose up as he released a chilling killing intent. He then coldly said: "Looks like we don't have a choice?"

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