Living With My Lady Boss

Wilbur laughed out loud before saying, "You sure know how to take advantage of the situation, but you made a big mistake if you think Chance Taft can protect you all." "How outrageous. He's too reckless and arrogant." "F*ck you! How dare you be so arrogant in front of Mister Taft? You're asking for death!" "Please take him down, Mister Taft. Secure the pride of the powerful Saint level cultivators." The crowd was agitated by Wilbur's attitude, and they shouted for Chance to punish Wilbur.

Maniac and Joel did not get along, but they had a common enemy at the moment. They both turned to glare at Wilbur.

Chance chuckled and shook his head. He said, "Youngsters nowadays don't know their place. | heard you're from Seechertown, so I'll start by making an example out of you, but | won't take your life. I'll spare you, so you can go back and tell your Seechertown comrades to bow down and surrender to me. That way, they can avoid unnecessary casualties. How does that sound?" "Chance Taft, I'm giving you a chance to choose. You can choose to focus on your cultivation in a secluded area and avoid unnecessary casualties by minding your own business. Otherwise, | can play along with your little games. However, you might not be able to bear the consequences," said Wilbur nonchalantly.

"Wilbur, you're too arrogant!" Maniac shouted while glaring at Wilbur. He looked furious as if they had an irreconcilable grudge.

Joel clenched his jaw in anger. 'That asshole! He betrayed Wilbur at a crucial moment and switched to Mister Taft's side. | can't believe he also said he wanted to be his adopted son. Now he's acting like he can't stand Wilbur. He's stealing all the spotlight from me.’ Joel refused to back down. He instantly yelled, "You've gone too far, Wilbur Penn. It's a shthat I'm not a cultivator. Otherwise, | would be fighting you by now." Maniac turned his head, feigning ignorance.

There was no way Joel would do that. Maniac fought Wilbur before and got his ass handed to him.

Joel noticed that Maniac did not take him seriously. He cursed him inside, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Chance's patience was at its limits. He looked at Wilbur and said coldly, "It looks like you don't understand what a Saint level cultivator represents. However, you're not worthy of fighting with me. Zachary!" "Yes, sir." Zachary stood up and bowed.

Chance said, "You are both Ambience level cultivators. You'll be fighting this Wilbur guy in my stead, in case he tells other people that I'm bullying him. It will also showhow much you've improved over the years." "Yes, sir." Zachary approached Wilbur slowly and said, "Mister Penn, may we have a spar in the yard?" Wilbur did not reply. He got up and walked to the yard. Zachary quickly followed suit.

The others swarmed and gathered at the door to watch the battle. Only Chance remained seated in the room. He looked calm.

Zachary smiled at Wilbur and said, "Forgive me." A wave of spiritual energy immediately surged out of Zachary as he spoke. A strong spiritual pressure instantly spread around him.

Swirling winds instantly appeared in the yard.

Wilbur smiled in return. He beckoned at Zachary.

Zachary started to look serious. He started to perform seals continuously with his hands. Waves of spiritual pressure continued to ripple.

"A spell cultivator?" Wilbur smiled.

Suddenly, Zachary put his palms together. He had completed casting a spell. He shouted, "Giant Boulders!" A few huge boulders suddenly appeared out of thin air. They were burning with spiritual flames as they hurtled toward Wilbur.

The crowd instantly cheered. That attack alone made Zachary worthy of being considered a powerful cultivator.

However, Wilbur only chuckled. He leaped and charged straight at Zachary.

He crushed the giant boulders with several punches in the process. The giant boulders exploded with fragments flying everywhere.

Zachary quickly moved when he saw that, all the while casting spells with his hands.

"Boulder Spikes." Several sharp spikes instantly rose from the ground beneath Wilbur. From NôvelDrama.Org.

Wilbur shouted and swept his leg across the spikes. Over a dozen spikes were all shattered under his immense strength.