Chapter 615: Great Difference

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Being able to hold a blade firmly between two fingers despite the incredible force of Zack’s slash was enough to show how skilled Eli was.

Moreover, the fact that he could break the other blade into two with just one palm was even more shocking.

His martial arts skills were simply extraordinary!

Lance’s eyes widened, and he almost couldn’t believe what was before his eyes.

The expert named Zack in front of him was drenched in cold sweat.

He could obviously feel that all his strength resembled an ant trying to shake a tree in front of Eli. He had no chance of victory at all!

Even one of the hard and sharp steel knives he usually used was actually broken into two by Eli’s hand. This was way beyond the strength of ordinary humans.

The more frightening thing was that Eli was completely composed, and he seemed to have launched his move effortlessly without exerting his full strength.

Eli pushed back the hand holding the blade in front of his face, causing Zack to retreat several steps.

“Very weak indeed.” Then he stopped looking at Zack and simply stood behind Wendy, once again becoming an inconspicuous person with almost no presence.

Only then did Lance let out a long sigh of relief and come back to his senses from the incredible shock just now. Completely astounded, he said to Wendy agitatedly, “Amazing! This is really amazing! Master Eli’s combat skills are incredible! Not only are they much stronger than Zack’s, but they’re much more powerful than those of my former number one expert, Scarface!

“In my opinion, even if Lucas Gray came, he wouldn’t be able to last two rounds against Eli!”

Eli stood with his hands by his side, as if he hadn’t heard these compliments at all.

In reality, Eli had been showered with so much praise and compliments over the years that he had long gotten sick of them. Besides, he didn’t think that a young man in his twenties would be a big threat to him.

He thought that Lance was afraid of him only because the Kingstons were too weak.

For example, Zack was the strongest expert that the Kingstons could afford to send out, but he had been so fragile in front of him. Thus, Eli didn’t think that Lucas, who could beat up all the Kingstons, was that impressive.

Wendy had a look of satisfaction on her face.

Eli was her personal bodyguard and extremely powerful, so she didn’t think that it would be hard for him to deal with Lucas at all.

But Wendy didn’t intend to let Eli go and capture Lucas so rashly.

Possessing such powerful combat skills and being gutsy enough to barge into the Kingston residence alone and force them to submit temporarily was definitely not a feat that an ordinary late twenties young man could achieve.

“Who exactly is Lucas Gray?” Wendy asked.

She had always done things prudently, so she decided that she had to get more information about her enemy, Lucas, who had killed her son and ex-husband, before killing him in one blow.

Only then did Lance remember that he still had a very important thing to tell Wendy.

“Mrs. Smith, actually, Lucas Gray is indeed not an ordinary person either. He’s actually from the Hutton family. But he and his mother were kicked out of the family two decades ago, and he was even forbidden from using his last name.

“However, just half a year ago, he suddenly returned to Orange County, and the Stardust Group that he’s now in charge of is said to have been handed over to him by the head of the Huttons. But that’s also the reason the Huttons dislike him. The feud between the Kingstons and Lucas Gray arose because of this.

“Moreover, to be honest, the Huttons are one of the eight top families of DC after all. We’re far inferior to them. There’s a saying that the commoners tend to be the ones to suffer when powerful people fight. The Kingstons have been implicated, and even Marc and Moses have died because of Lucas Gray…”

Lance wiped his eyes with misery.

Wendy raised her brows and muttered to herself, “It turns out Lucas Gray is actually a descendant of the Huttons. This reminds me of some of the past events from ages ago. But no matter which family he belongs to, I have to make him pay the price for killing my son and ex-husband!”

If Lucas was still a member of the colossal Hutton family, Wendy might still have some scruples toward him. After all, both the Smith and the Hutton families were top giants in DC and on par with each other. There was no way her family would go to war with the Huttons for the sake of her ex-husband and son, whom she had never revealed to the public.

But Lucas was now just an abandoned descendant of the Huttons, who had long been kicked out of the family. Even the Huttons themselves wished that he could vanish from this world immediately. She believed that even if she resorted to cruel means to take revenge, the Huttons probably wouldn’t have any objections. They might even clap and rejoice.

“Master Eli, please…”

Wendy was about to instruct Eli to get rid of Lucas when a young man suddenly barged in from outside angrily.

“Aunt Wendy, you have to get justice for me!” he immediately exclaimed to Wendy, who was sitting at the head seat, as soon as he entered the hall.

Lance was about to reprimand this young man who suddenly barged in, but he immediately kept his mouth shut when he heard the word ‘aunt’.

Since he could address Wendy in such a manner, he was definitely also a Smith!

Wendy immediately frowned slightly. But the next second, she looked at the young man’s wretched appearance and the frightening bruises on his neck.

Wendy immediately stood up and asked furiously, “What’s the matter with you, Roy? How did you get those injuries on your neck?”

The Smiths were absolutely powerful enough to be dominant in this state, so Wendy was furious that someone dared to hit Roy.

Roy touched the marks on his neck, which he had sustained from being strangled and were still faintly hurting. He gritted his teeth and complained, “It’s a punk from Orange County! He’s really arrogant and obnoxious. I already told him the status of our family, but it didn’t stop him from beating me up and almost strangling me to death! Aunt, you have to seek justice for me!”

“What? A punk from Orange County actually had the guts to hit you? He really doesn’t take the Smiths seriously at all!” Wendy slammed her hand against the table in exasperation.

If it was an arrogant scion from San Francisco who didn’t take the Smiths seriously because of some other backers, it wouldn’t be too bad. But she felt that that arrogant punk who had hit Roy must have a death wish!

Wendy was furious, and she looked straight at Lance. “Lance Kingston, your family is at least one of the most powerful families in California. You should be able to deal with a mere punk from Orange County, right?”

A nobody from Orange County doesn’t warrant us to take action at all!

Lance hurriedly said, “Of course! Even if he’s the heir of a prominent family in Orange County, I’ll definitely bring him back and hand him over to you to be at your disposal!”