Chapter 2 Whoever bullies you, I'll beat them up

　　At the very moment Shawn Carter leapt forward, Shawn Carter had already rushed into the inner courtyard. Eric Carter's palms shifted as he hesitated—should he charge in or not?

　　That was a forbidden area in the inner courtyard, and fighting was not allowed. But he had brought so many people, and even after personally taking action, he still couldn't subdue someone like Shawn Carter, who was only at the first stage of the spring realm. If word got out, where would he put his face? The key issue was, how would he explain this to the boss?

　　If he rushed in, subdued him quickly, and brought him out, it probably wouldn't be a big deal, right?

　　At this moment, Eric Carter was weighing his options rapidly in his mind, already feeling the urge to charge in. He was less than a few meters from Shawn Carter, already at the doorway. With one more push, he would be inside. His Flame Palm was already operating at its limit, ready to strike.

　　But just then, a figure appeared at the other end of the open garden.

　　"Bang!" Eric Carter, who had been about to rush in, suddenly stopped himself, forcibly controlling the huge momentum, making a loud thud on the ground. The muscles on his long face twitched slightly.

　　"Ni... ni... don't run... if I don't kill you... ugh..." At this moment, Charles Carter, who had just been knocked flying by Shawn Carter, came rushing over, his face covered in blood and his speech slurred.

　　"Get back here! Is that a place for you to make a scene, you useless thing." Seeing Charles Carter recklessly shouting and trying to rush over, Eric Carter's face grew even darker. He raised his hand and slapped him.

　　"Slap!" Charles Carter was sent staggering back several steps, stunned for a moment, but as soon as he saw Eric Carter's gaze, he immediately lowered his head in fear. Although they both worked for the boss, Eric Carter was the boss's favorite and one of the top talents in the genius group—he was no match at all.

　　The three people who had been shouting with Charles Carter to rush over also fell silent at the sight.

　　"Shawn Carter, today is just a small warning. Compared to our boss, you're nothing. Miss Yuxian is not someone a loser like you can touch. If you don't explain yourself, next time we won't be so polite. Let's go!" Eric Carter slapped Charles Carter back, then stood at the entrance to the inner courtyard, speaking to Shawn Carter inside, making it seem like he was just giving a minor punishment. He then turned and left with his people.

　　"Idiot!" Shawn Carter really couldn't be bothered to say anything more to this kind of guy. Those two words described him perfectly.

　　Afterwards, Shawn Carter looked at his own left arm. Even though he had only borrowed force and was prepared, focusing all his strength, the bone in his left arm was still broken.

　　Fortunately, it wasn't too serious, but Shawn Carter had already made a mental note of this. A couple of days ago, Charles Carter had suddenly come looking for him, and after being dealt with, he hadn't expected them to come again today, this time even bringing Eric Carter. It seemed that idiot Jack Carter really believed the rumors spread by Grace Quinn. That woman, Grace Quinn, flirted everywhere, attracting a bunch of guys to chase after her, and then she actually said she liked him.

　　Damn it, Shawn Carter had never even met this woman, yet lately a bunch of idiots kept coming to challenge him. He hadn't expected Jack Carter, supposedly the number one genius of the younger generation of the The Carter Family, to be dumb enough to come looking for trouble too, and not just once.

　　"I'll deal with your idiotic little problems after I figure out the big stuff." Shawn Carter muttered, glanced at his lower dantian, and turned to walk forward.

　　"Stop right there—oh... I was just looking for you! How dare you break your promise? You agreed to duel with me yesterday, and you left me waiting there for three whole hours." A young girl, with neatly manicured, fair little hands, not very old but already developing quickly and half a head shorter than Shawn Carter, happened to walk in from the other end. Seeing Shawn Carter, she pointed at him and questioned him.

　　Because Shawn Carter's arm was broken and hurting, and he was preoccupied, he was momentarily stunned before he recognized the girl in front of him. Though still young, she was already showing signs of becoming a beauty. Her bright black eyes and slightly pouting lips, now tinged with anger, made her look even more lively and adorable. But at this moment, she was clearly angry and pressing for answers.

　　Emily Johnson—how could it be her? What was this girl doing here? Seeing her, Shawn Carter immediately felt a headache. He hadn't expected to run into her at this moment. Hearing her mention the duel, Shawn Carter remembered what had happened to him yesterday. If he hadn't rushed to duel her, he wouldn't have gotten into such weird trouble.

　　"Huh, what are you doing here? Oh, you must be here to see the ancestor about something. I have something to do here, let's talk later." Shawn Carter tilted his head slightly, moved away from Emily Johnson's pointing finger, and spoke, half asking, half answering himself, already trying to walk past her.

　　"Whoosh!" Before Emily Johnson could react, she saw Shawn Carter was already trying to leave. But with a slight movement of her feet and a flash of her red cape, she was once again blocking Shawn Carter's way.

　　"Still trying to run?"

　　"Heh..." Seeing Emily Johnson's stance, Shawn Carter quickly waved his hand and said, "Run? I've been dueling for eight years. Sure, I've lost before, but when have I ever run away? Yesterday, something unexpected happened and I didn't make it. Right now, I really have something urgent to see the ancestor about. How about we talk about our duel another day?"