Constantine roared, and the surrounding area fell silent.

Almost everyone was staring at him while feeling that his body was giving off the aura of a fierce wild beast. Their minds were even slightly trembling from it.

At the same time, the fierce beast on the back of Constantine's head was glimmering a red light as an even stronger aura of ferociousness blasted out.

Domineering!

He was like a demon Buddha that had escaped from Hades!

Charlie felt the aura coming from Constantine and was hiddenly surprised. But he then coldly smiled: "What kind of shit do you think you are?"

Constantine's aura was quite fearsome.

But there was no fear from Charlie due to his high rank.

He merely glanced at Constantine before completely ignoring him.

Constantine was pissed and was about to curse out a tirade when Maxwell came forward.

Maxwell looked at Constantine and half smiled and half lectured: "Stop showing off."

No matter what, Constantine's personality was to rush out ahead first. And as long as someone insulted Maxwell, his temper would become like an artillery shell exploding out.

Constantine scratched his head and foolishly grinned before taking half a step back.

Maxwell faintly smiled as he looked at the somewhat pale Charlie and said, "You're directly calling me out to challenge me?"

Charlie coldly smiled, "You scared?"

Sitting on top of the huge beast, Charlie had the higher ground, so his eyes of ridicule completely pissed off Maxwell.

In addition, when Maxwell walked forward, the huge beast under Charlie was giving off low growls. Its pair of eyes glared at Maxwell in hatred while its nostrils snorted out mist, almost hitting Maxwell's face.

Brenda pouted her small mouth with an unhappy look: "I really dislike him."

"Maxwell, you need to send out Little Shadow."

Without waiting for Maxwell to agree...

Brenda, all of a sudden, whispered: "Little Shadow, smash all of them down for me."

As her voice faded, a zero storage space descended from the sky.

"Bam!"

A dragon surrounded by a deathly aura appeared in the sky. And the ferocious Shadow Dragon, with its entire body made of white bones, began roaring.

Its entire body gave off a black, starry sheen of dominance while its two black hole-like eyes released an intense, deathly aura.

A single dragon paw moved, and the earth shook.

"Thud!"

The huge beasts below Charlie and Luis started grovelling on the ground. Their whole body was shaking while they tucked their heads in, not daring to open their eyes.

They were completely curled up and didn't dare to make a single movement!

The entire crowd present was all scared out of their wits!

Maxwell lightly leapt up onto the back of Shadow Dragon, and now it was his turn to be at a higher ground. His momentum changed as he stopped smiling and coldly shouted, "You directly called me out to challenge me? Charlie, what qualifications do you have? You are merely a son of one of the Dukes of the Castro Household; the highest title you have is only a member of the Castro Household. I'm the Lord of the Gillette Household. What status do you have, and what status do I have? What qualifications do you have to challenge me? You aren't even qualified to speak with me!"

Maxwell then pointed at Charlie and cursed out: "Lord Owen, you need to properly teach this mixed-breed dog of yours or else I will discipline him in your stead."

Charlie couldn't hold back the raging flames of his anger anymore. His whole body was shaking, and his jaws were cracking from clenching so hard. What he wanted to do right now was immediately stomp Maxwell to death below his feet.

Owen had an extremely ugly look on his face.

He, too, wanted Maxwell to die already, but he was someone who had dozens of years of experience with Charlie, so his temper was much more stable.

Owen coldly smiled and said, "Lord Maxwell, there's no need to keep running your mouth. Today we're not competing with words; we should go meet each other on the stage and compare our strengths"

After saying that, Owen made a "please" gesture towards the stage.

Charlie started laughing crazily: "Just wait a bit, and I will directly rip off that mouth of yours on the stage."

If the entire Castro Household joined in by running their mouths and scolding, they still wouldn't be an opponent to Maxwell.

Owen didn't bother with any superfluous words and directly went up onto the stage.

No matter how sharp your tongue was or how well you could scold people, no one can escape the suppression from true strength. So what if you could dominate others with words? Keep talking, and a single punch can smash your mouth in!

Everyone in the Castro Household became stern as they loudly shouted: "All you Household trash, go up onto the stage and fight! Let's see how you guys can continue being arrogant!"

The surrounding spectators had also become impatient and started yelling.

"Hurry up, I've waited so long that even my flowers have wilted."

"Are you guys fighting or not? My mother is yelling for me to go home to eat."

"Quickly start already, stop making us wait around."

The crowd started causing a loud ruckus, and the originally quite central square started boiling over. When the crowd noticed no one in the Gillette Household said a word, many people started screaming again.

"The Gillette Household may have a sharp tongue, but when it comes to the real deal, they've all backed away, and no one dares to accept the fight."

"The Castro Household and Charlie, and they also have the support of the Emporium Academy. Even if the Gillette Household had an extra hundred guts, there's no way they'd dare to accept the fight."

"Once Sebastian died, it looks like the entire Gillette journey has become wasted."

"The current Gillette Household is temporarily short of talent, so they aren't able to send out any senior elite members. How much can their cultivation increase by training in Eden for a month?"

The Gillette Household disciples couldn't hold back anymore from hearing these discussions. They all had menacing looks and killing intent about them as they were just waiting for Maxwell's command.

Maxwell coldly swept his eyes past the crowd while standing on top of Shadow. He then lightly smiled and said, "Fellow brethren, the Castro Household wants to die earlier, so we can only fulfil their wishes."

Immediately after...

Maxwell jumped onto the ground and waved his arm, "Get onto the stage!"

"Bam!"

The crowd in the central square started boiling up as the drums at the centre of the stage started pounding.

The Castro Household took the lead by getting seated first. Every one of them was coldly staring at the Gillettes with looks of disdain. It was almost as if the Gillette Household owed them a bunch of money and refused to pay it back.

Maxwell took his seat. To the left of him was Brenda, and to the right was Gwendolyn. The last two places were for the two dukes of the Gillette Household.

Constantine and the rest of the Gillette Household members' disciples stood in the rear like steel soldiers. Their eyes were like torches as they completely ignored the Castro Households' competition for Eden City's five major households.

But now only two Households came.

The Quadri Household didn't show up while the Gryphons Household and the Luther Household...

There weren't many people left from the Gryphon's Household, so they were unable to participate. But within the crowd, Austin's eyes were filled with bloodlust as he glared at Charlie. His fists were clenched tightly, and the nails piercing his palm were causing fresh blood to drip down.

Maxwell stood on his chair and looked around before asking: "How come that old fogey Gallagher still hasn't arrived? It can't be that he still hasn't woken up yet, right?"

Owen lightly smiled and said, "I forgot to mention it to you, but the Quadri Household has already withdrawn from this inter-house competition."

"I haven't seen that floundering dog Austin these past few days, so I assume he won't be participating either."

"This is fine as well. It will just be your Gillette Household and my Castro Household deciding who is superior or inferior."

The Quadri Household withdrew from the competition?

Maxwell smiled since the Quadri Household withdrawal was well within his expectations. This was good too, since he could focus his efforts on dealing with a single Household.

"Stop bullshitting with him and let's start the competition."

"Why bother talking to a guy that's about to die soon?" Charlie impatiently said.

Maxwell coldly glared and scolded: "Lord Owen, please control your mixed-breed dog properly. Who does he think he is? When is it his turn to speak around here?"

Charlie was pissed! If it weren't for his wanting to kill Maxwell on the stage, he would've already stomped Maxwell to death.

Owen's face twisted as he stood up and said, "Maxwell, cut the bullshit and start the Competition!"

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.