Living With My Lady Boss

Chapter 676 wilbur looked at Baron. "I'd really advise against you doing that, or you're going to regret it." "I've never regretted any of my actions, and nothing I've done has ever been worthy of my regret," Baron boasted. "So what if you're Sanctuary level? Power isn't everything, and neither are skills. I can do whatever I want to Cape, and you can't do anything about it." Wilbur chuckled, shaking his head. "I don't think you understand people like me, with the way you think you've got us wrapped around your finger just because you've got power or money. I can live without Cape, but you're dead if you even try to put your hands on ie" Baron's gaze turned murderous, as he glowered at Wilbur.

Wilbur looked back at him in the eye without any intention of backing down.

"You dare go against this nation?" Baron asked coldly. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Wilbur let out a sneer of disdain. "What's this? Are you speaking on the nation's behalf here? Don't flatter yourself, buddy. You're nothing to me." "What the hell did you just say?" Baron's voice was terrifyingly dark, his tone cold and piercing.

Wilbur said, "I think I made myself pretty clear."

Keep that attitude up, and Cape's going to be shutting its doors.

Wanna bet that the transfer documents will be out in just three days?" Baron threatened.

Wilbur shrugged. "I know it's possible, but you'll be dead if that happens too." You've got some nerve. No one has ever threatened me like this before, not even a Sanctuary level cultivator." Baron had finally lost his temper. Behind him, Saber's finger twitched.

An invisible aura began to spread out, swirling around the room.

Wilbur's expression darkened. He clenched his right fist, and it lit up with spiritual flames at once as a terrifying spiritual pressure began to spread throughout the room.

Saber took a step forward at once, all ten of his fingers shaking as ten black lines began to emerge from his fingers.

The air around the lines began to constrict, and even crack.

"Chaotic Dissection?" Wilbur scoffed. His fist began to rumble with lightning, rumbling and hissing.

Shane, Whitney, Shelby, and the rest were scared out of their wits by the terrifying pressure and power, crying out in shock as they fled.

Just then, Wilbur threw a punch at Saber without hesitation.

The punch contained Dragon Power, spiritual energy, and thunder energy, resulting in a spiritual fist that let out the howl of a dragon as it hurtled through the air in Saber's direction.

Saber's expression darkened upon hearing the dragon's howl and sensing the power of the attack.

He raised both hands, and all ten of his fingers vibrated at top speed.

The ten black lines slashed through the air like razor-sharp blades, colliding against Wilbur's punch.

The spiritual fist was ripped to shreds, drifting in the air in the form of rampant spiritual energy as a fierce gust of wind was whipped up in the room.

It was completely shattered seconds before hitting Saber, and the rampant spirit energy brushed right past him.

Saber was drenched in sweat now. It was clear that destroying the spiritual fist had taken quite a lot out of him.

Just then, Wilbur let out a cry as a ray of silver light shot out of his mouth to strike Saber's forehead.

The attack had come out of nowhere, and Saber let out a dull hum as he began to sway on his feet.

Wilbur lunged forward with another blow, landing it squarely on Saber's stomach.

Saber was sent flying, crashing through countless tables and chairs and leaving a trail of blood in his wake. He even crashed through the wall of the banquet hall, buried in the rubble as he landed.

Baron flew to his feet, staring at Wilbur in shock and disbelief.

Shane and the rest were all the more scared out of their wits. Who was this powerful man with godlike fighting abilities?