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Chapter 7

  • The price rose quickly as the crowd competed, and the surrounding people who came to spectate the bustling scene could not help but shake their heads.
  • Before the young girl raised her head, nearly nobody showed any interest... Only a kind youth was willing to give her 10 silver coins to bury her mother.
  • However, once the young girl revealed her beautiful face, the men that originally were unwilling to offer any money were now madly fighting over her.
  • “I offer 100 silver coins!” the potbellied fatty quickly said with a low humph and subsequently shouted, “If anyone offers a price higher than mine, I’ll give up to him! If not, today this little girl is mine!”
  • 100 silver coins!
  • The people that were still bidding shut their mouths.
  • 100 silver coins was over their budget.
  • In their opinion, this young girl was not worth that much money.
  • “Thank you everyone. Thank you.”
  • The fatty smiled and cupped his hands to the surrounding people, pleased with himself.
  • “From now on, you will follow me”
  • Subsequently, he looked towards the kneeling young girl.
  • Suddenly, a frivolous voice sounded, “I offer 200 silver coins!”
  • The crowd opened up a path, and a silk robed youth with a sickly complexion walked over. He had a thin figure and walked with light footsteps.
  • “Mitchell Marsh?”
  • David Bishop recognized the debaucherous youth; he was the son of the Patriarch of Fresh Breeze Town’s Marsh Family.
  • He was only 15 years old, but he had brought ruin to many young girls of respectable descent. He was infamous throughout Fresh Breeze Town.
  • If it wasn’t for his status and identity, he would have long been beaten to death!
  • “A despicable thing like you is capable of offering 200 coins?”
  • The potbellied fatty looked at Mitchell Marsh with disdain.
  • He didn’t notice that when Mitchell Marsh appeared, most of the surrounding people had expressions of fear on their faces.
  • “You’re not from Fresh Breeze Town right?” Mitchell Marsh glanced at the fatty and said coldly.
  • “Humph! I’m a merchant from outside who has experienced the world... Don’t think that I didn’t notice that you’re wearing silk robes, but who knows where you stole it from! From the moment I saw your weak appearance, I knew you were a pauper. You’re someone who would not look like a prince even after wearing royal garments... You... I’m afraid you can’t even take out five silver coins, right?!”
  • The fatty looked disdainfully at Mitchell Marsh, with an expression that said ‘I have seen through your disguise so you better hurry up and f**k off.’
  • “Pfft!”
  • David Bishop couldn’t hold back his laughter, and the surrounding people’s faces were all red from trying to suppress their laughter. They were afraid of Mitchell Marsh and thus did not dare laugh out loud.
  • “Fatty, you... will die for sure!”
  • Mitchell Marsh glared at David Stark, then looked towards the fatty and took a deep breath.
  • While the fatty was still in a daze, Mitchell Marsh abruptly shouted, “All of you useless things, what are you all still standing there like idiots for? Hurry up and get over here. Beat this fatty to death! You didn’t even know who I, Mitchell Marsh, am... In Fresh Breeze Town, I am the lord!”
  • “Yes, Lord!”
  • Three robust youths who were at a similar age as Mitchell Marsh walked out and surrounded the fatty.
  • The fatty was completely stunned.
  • Although he had only arrived at Fresh Breeze town a few days ago, he had heard of most well-known people of Fresh Breeze Town, and one of them was the of the Marsh Family’s young Patriarch, Mitchell Marsh.
  • Mitchell Marsh was an infamous young ruffian of Fresh Breeze Town who relied upon his family’s power to bully men and forcibly seize women. Not many people dared to mess with him.
  • “Oh... Oh, it’s Mitchell Marsh. This lowly one is blind and didn’t recognize Mitchell Marsh. Mitchell Marsh, please pardon my offense. I’ll give up this girl to Mitchell Marsh...”
  • The fatty’s face distorted, and he couldn’t possibly keep up his smug expression. Cold sweat flowed from his forehead, and even his tone became humble and respectful.
  • Mitchell Marsh grunted coldly before shouting, “It’s too late to beg for mercy now. Now beat him up for this Lord!”
  • “Mercy, Mitchell Marsh... Have mercy...”
  • The three robust youths attacked, beating the fatty until he was running and rolling all over the place and emitting shrill cries while begging for mercy.
  • The crowd consciously moved back a few steps and looked on from afar. They were afraid that they would get into trouble on account of the fatty’s misfortune, and Mitchell Marsh’s lackeys would target them.
  • Mitchell Marsh acted as if he could not hear the fatty’s cries for mercy.
  • “Little beauty, follow this Lord home. I’ll give you two hundred silver coins, and give your mother an extravagant burial. From now on, if you follow me, I will love you fondly.”
  • Mitchell Marsh looked at the young girl kneeling on the floor, his face covered with a mix of anxiousness and carnal desire. He stretched his hand out to hold hers ...
  • The young girl was flustered. She tried to stand up, but, as a consequence of kneeling for too long, blood did not flow properly to her legs and they started trembling.
  • “Mitchell Marsh, this other Lord has already paid 10 silver coins and bought this servant. I am his for this lifetime.” The young girl hid behind David Bishop and said with a trembling voice.
  • “10 silver coins? Did you not hear that I am offering 200 silver coins?”
  • Mitchell Marsh’s face sunk. He felt as if he was cheated.
  • “I never asked anyone to bid. Anyone who was willing to be the first to help me bury my mother would be the one I would follow,” the young girl said in an unyielding voice.
  • “Not bad, not bad. You have integrity. I like it! However, even if you want to follow him, he might not dare to... Kid, what say you?”
  • Mitchell Marsh looked towards David Bishop, his eyes shining with a cold light, with no lack of a threatening intention.
  • Although David Bishop recognized Mitchell Marsh, Mitchell Marsh did not recognize him.
  • “David Bishop, save me...”
  • The young girl grabbed a hold of David Bishop’s sleeve, like she was holding onto the last lifeboat on a sinking ship.
  • She had long since heard about Fresh Breeze Town’s infamous Mitchell Marsh, and she dreaded him from the bottom of her heart... She would rather die than be the servant of Mitchell Marsh!
  • “Don’t worry.”
  • David Bishop lightly clapped the back of her hand and comforted her with a light smile.
  • His smile washed over her like a spring breeze, and the young girl’s anxious expression eased up slightly.
  • “Lord, this pig fainted.”
  • The fatty was beaten up until he was covered in blood and blacked out, causing Mitchell Marsh’s lackeys to stop.
  • “Forget about him for now, come over here and look... someone is actually trying to snatch a woman from me!”
  • Mitchell Marsh glanced at David Bishop with a mocking smile.
  • “Who dares to try and snatch a woman from Mitchell Marsh!”
  • Mitchell Marsh’s three lackeys stared at David Bishop menacingly.
  • “Scram!”
  • David Bishop’s voice was cold and detached, as if coming from hell, causing chills in the heart of anyone who heard it.
  • Mitchell Marsh and his three lackey’s were stupefied, even the crowd was struck dumb.
  • Where did this reckless guy come from?
  • “Kid, do you know who I am?”
  • Mitchell Marsh asked with a cold smile, he even felt suspicious as to whether this kid even knew who he was...
  • “Aren’t you that useless kid from the Marsh Family? Relying on your family’s power to bully men and forcible seize woman... I really wonder if the Marsh Family was no more, what would happen to you.”
  • David Bishop laughed coldly while holding the young girl’s tender and delicate hands as he walked out of the crowd.
  • “Kill him!” Mitchell Marsh’s face was the color of a pig’s intestine and he shouted with extreme rage.
  • “Yes, Sir!”
  • The three lackey’s rushed towards David Bishop.
  • “Stand here and don’t move.” Lightly instructing the young girl, David Bishop did not have a sliver of fear when facing the three lackeys, and he directly went to meet them head on.
  • He had already noticed earlier that the cultivation of the strongest of the three lackey’s was only at the second level of Body Tempering Stage, therefore they were of no threat to him!
  • David Bishop’s leg moved slightly and dodged the attack of the strongest lackey as he brushed past him smoothly.
  • Spinning his body around agilely, his upper body inclined backwards as his arms drew backward and his spine trembled; his whole body became like a heavy bow drawn to its limit and waiting to be released.
  • Collapsing Fist!
  • David Bishop swung out his right fist like an arrow leaving the bowstring, and his fist moved like a landslide. The strength in his entire body was focused in his fist, and it blasted into the back of the lackey, landing exactly on his spine...
  • Kacha!
  • The lackey let out a harsh and shrill cry and was fiercely blown away; falling to the ground, he blacked out.
  • This scene was practically the same as the scene from earlier in the morning when David Bishop defeated Sam Martin...
  • The only difference was that David Bishop showed mercy when defeating Sam Martin and only crippled an arm.
  • However, this time he shattered the opponent’s spine.
  • Mitchell Marsh’s lackey would never be able to stand up again in his lifetime.
  • The faces of the other two lackeys distorted, and they were stuck in a daze after seeing the strongest among them being beaten like that.
  • However, even when they noticed David Bishop’s stern gaze, they still forced themselves to go up against him.
  • Bang! Bang!
  • For David Bishop, teaching a lesson to two first level of Body Tempering Stage martial artists was as easy as playing a game.
  • Casually moving a step, he lifted his hands and swung out both fists to smash downward from above. His fists hit both lackeys on the head and caused them to black out.
  • Cleaving Fist!
  • It was another type of Five Element Fist move from Form and Will Boxing.
  • Only Mitchell Marsh was left standing.
  • Even though Mitchell Marsh was the son of the Marsh Family Patriarch, his debaucherous lifestyle drained his body of its vigor, and was only at the first level of Body Tempering Stage. His strength was even lower than that of his three lackeys.
  • “You... Don’t come near me... I’m the Son of the Marsh Family... If you dare touch me, your whole family will die!”
  • Noticing David Bishop walking towards him, Mitchell Marsh’s face distorted.
  • “Worthy of being called the Marsh Family Lord! Even in such a situation you still dare to threaten me!” David Bishop laughed coldly, and he quickly moved forward two steps and kicked Mitchell Marsh away.
  • Spinning around, he pulled the dumbstruck, beautiful young girl and left, disappearing far away at the end of the road.
  • “Seems like this time Mitchell Marsh met a ferocious person. He went for wool but came home shorn!”
  • “I wonder who that other Lord was? He seemed to be around the same age as Mitchell Marsh and his lackeys, but his strength is so shocking.”
  • “He dares to beat the Lord of the Marsh Family... He’s no ordinary person for sure.”
  • ......
  • The crowd dispersed slowly, their discussions carried a sense of pleasure taken at Mitchell Marsh’s misfortune.
  • David Bishop followed the young girl back to her rundown room and spent a few silver coins on her mother’s burial.
  • “Take this money to start a small business.”
  • David Bishop gave his remaining silver coins to the young girl.
  • “Lord, do you... dislike me?”
  • The young girl’s body trembled. Her face was deathly pale and carried a trace of weakness.
  • David Bishop shook his head.
  • “What are you thinking of.... You only tried to sell yourself to pay for your mother’s burial because you had no other choice. My assistance required little to no effort., You don’t need to use your life to repay me.”
  • Since the beginning, he had never intended for the young girl to be his servant.
  • “Lord, you’re a good person. Let me follow you please... Mom is dead, and I have no one left in this world, please.” The young girl extended her hand and grabbed on to David Bishop’s sleeve, and said in a delicate and touching manner.
  • Noticing the anticipation in the young girl’s eyes, David Bishop took a moment to think...
  • “Ok, you can follow me home,” he decided.
  • “Thank you Lord!”
  • The young girl immediately smiled like a flower.
  • When David Bishop left the Martin Family estate he was alone, but he had another person with him when he returned.
  • On the way back, the young girl’s extremely beautiful appearance caused many Martin Family disciples to look her way, and they started guessing the identity of the young girl and her connection to David Bishop.