Seeing this, Robert Ford's face showed anger. The indifferent look on this young man's face seemed as if he had only just remembered who he was. He, Robert Ford, was a core member of the third generation of the Huo family, destined to be one of the future leaders of the family, yet he was being looked down upon by someone who was only slightly better than trash.

Immediately, a surge of fury rose in Robert Ford's chest, and he felt a sense of disgust as if he had stepped in dog shit.

"Heh, someone only a bit better than garbage—why should I even bother with you?"

Robert Ford shook his head, as if casting aside his prejudices, and said in a forgiving tone, " Edward Carter, I won't waste words with you. I came to see you today to retrieve something of mine. I hope you know what's good for you and hand it over obediently."

"Your thing?" Edward Carter's frown deepened.

"That's right," Robert Ford sneered. "A few days ago, the assassin who ambushed you stole a gray treasure pouch from me. That is a rare treasure. Thanks for keeping it safe for me—now hand it over."

"A gray treasure pouch? You seem to know quite a lot. The people of my Qin family really do have loose tongues."

A cold glint appeared in Edward Carter's eyes as he said indifferently, "The treasure pouch is on me. Robert Ford, if you want it, come and get it yourself."

"Heh, I knew you'd say that. Edward Carter, do you still think you're the genius you were at six years old? Even if you managed to break through and reach the warrior level, there's still an eight-year gap. Now, you're just a bit better than trash."

A hint of ferocity appeared in Robert Ford's smile. "Trash like you isn't even worth me dealing with personally."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Three faint sounds rang out. On the bustling street, they were almost imperceptible, but they couldn't escape Edward Carter's senses.

In his mind, Edward Carter could clearly "see" three inner court guards of the Huo family attacking from behind. Three feet shot out from gaps in the crowd, aiming at his knees and waist.

"A ninth-level martial apprentice, and two first-level warriors," Edward Carter deduced the strength of the three attackers.

Ahead, watching the three men attacking Edward Carter from behind, Robert Ford's cold smile deepened. He couldn't wait to see Edward Carter's waist and knees struck, forced to kneel before him in utter humiliation.

At the same time, everyone in the private room of the restaurant wore expressions of anticipation, all with schadenfreude smiles, eager to see how the once top prodigy of Burning Town would make a fool of himself in public.

However, in the next moment, everyone's eyes widened in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.

They saw Edward Carter's body suddenly move, swaying strangely. The three feet attacking from behind brushed past his waist and knees, missing by a hair's breadth.

"Do you find these sneaky ambush tricks fun?"

The youth's indifferent voice sounded. In an instant, three finger shadows shot out like sword flashes, stabbing fiercely into the ankles of the three attackers.

Chapter 11: Drag Them Back

A chorus of screams rang out as the three inner court guards of the Huo family staggered and fell to the ground, each with a hole in their ankle, blood gushing out.

Immediately, there was a commotion on the street. The crowd quickly cleared a space, and people all around began to discuss the scene. Yet, there was no great panic; instead, they watched the fight with keen interest.

On the Ancient Nether Continent, countless races flourished, and all were passionate about martial arts. Even if a large-scale fight broke out in the street, there would always be onlookers, and sometimes, if they got excited enough, they might even join in.

Soon, someone recognized Edward Carter and Robert Ford, instantly arousing great interest among the surrounding crowd. More and more people gathered to watch.

"How is that possible! He defeated three opponents in an instant!"

Robert Ford's eyes widened in disbelief. This ambush had been carefully arranged by him. The three inner court guards were all on par with Edward Carter in strength. Three against one, and a sneak attack at that—how could it end like this?

The power of the first level of the [Wind-Returning Sword Finger] was truly impressive!

Edward Carter thought to himself, then looked up at Robert Ford and said, "Robert Ford, you are, after all, one of the outstanding members of the Huo family's third generation. You borrowed 10,000 inferior primal stones from me and still haven't paid them back. Looks like I'll have to take them myself."

The crowd watching was in an uproar. Many people clicked their tongues in amazement. If gold and silver were the common currency of the human race, primal stones were the universal currency of all races on the Ancient Nether Continent. Anything could be valued in primal stones.

10,000 inferior primal stones was an astonishing sum for an ordinary martial artist. Who would have thought Edward Carter could come up with that? He truly was a scion of a great family—so wealthy and generous.

"10,000 inferior primal stones? Edward Carter, you're talking nonsense!"

Robert Ford's face twisted in rage as he shouted, "You piece of trash, watch how I teach you a lesson today!"

Bang!

Stepping forward, Robert Ford threw a punch, a wave of scorching heat bursting from his fist and palm, spreading out in all directions.

[Fiery Rock Fist]!

Edward Carter's eyes narrowed slightly. This was the Huo family's top-tier mortal martial art—[Fiery Rock Fist], the most powerful fist technique below the spirit level in the Huo family.

It was said that when [Fiery Rock Fist] was mastered, the heat from the punch alone could melt rock.