The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

Chapter 1135 The Western Stella Warrior System

After his subordinate had put the gun down, Cassimo glared resentfully at Donald and said, "I have followed your orders. What else do you want?"

When Donald saw that Cassimo was still gripping the fork, his sense of danger heightened.

Donald had encountered all kinds of people, and he recognized the look in Cassimo's eyes all too well.

"All I wanted was to enjoy my meal peacefully, but you all disrupted me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swiftly pulled out the fork and pressed it against Cassimo's neck.

He continued, "I believe your presence here might greatly affect our appetite. How about stepping outside for a conversation?"

With the fork against his neck, Cassimo secretly made a gesture behind his back.

Immediately, one of his subordinates attempted to take Geraldine hostage while Donald was distracted.

However, the moment the man moved, Donald delivered a powerful kick to his stomach.

The man was sent flying as if struck by a large truck, crashing into a distant wall before slumping to the ground.

"Damn it! Get him!"

Donald was fast, but Cassimo's reaction was not slow either.

Just as Donald kicked his subordinate, Cassimo seized the opportunity to dash out of the restaurant and hop onto his motorcycle.

Seeing that their boss was no longer in danger, Cassimo's subordinates raised their guns, ready to shoot Donald.

But before they could fire, Donald flicked his right wrist, causing the glass shards on the ground to shoot out. Their speed was even faster than a bullet.

Several of Cassimo's subordinates found their guns sliced in half when they pulled the trigger. Not only did the bullets fail to hit Donald, but the guns backfired, injuring the shooters instead.

Witnessing his subordinates being easily defeated, Cassimo dared not continue the confrontation with Donald. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

He revved the engine and quickly disappeared from Donald's sight.

"I didn't know you were so skilled in combat, Mr. Campbell!"

When Lina saw Donald single-handedly defeat Cassimo's men, her eyes lit up with excitement.

She asked eagerly, "Are you a Divine Paladin, Mr. Campbell?"

"Divine Paladin?" Donald was taken aback, as he had never heard that term before.

Beside him, Geraldine proudly declared, "Donald is not a so-called Divine Paladin. He is a high- level Stella Warrior."

Upon hearing that Donald was a Stella Warrior, the excitement on Lina's face noticeably faded.

Noticing her reaction, Donald became curious about the Divine Paladin she mentioned.

He asked with a smile, "Lina, what exactly is this Divine Paladin you're talking about?"

"The Divine Paladin is not an object. It is a rank bestowed by the Archbishop to those with incredible strength. Previously, the universally recognized system was the Novem Stella Warrior. However, with the emergence of ruins, the Novem Stella Warrior is no longer as formidable as it once was. Above it is the Divine Paladin."

As Lina explained, Donald quickly grasped the concept.

In the past, the Novem Stella Warrior was considered impressive because only a few individuals could reach that level.

After all, it was currently the Age of Degeneration. Transforming the spiritual energy on Earth into Stella Warrior energy through absorption required exceptional talent.

However, with the unearthing of one ruin after another, the luminous energy became a tremendous aid for cultivators.

Consequently, an increasing number of people were attaining the once elusive realm of the Novem Stella Warrior.

To better differentiate the true strength of each cultivator, the West Epean countries had established their own classification system.

This system was known as the Divine Paladin.

According to Lina, the system started with Stella Warriors ranging from one to nine stars, followed by Divine Paladins, Archwardens, and Archbishops.

All three stages were also ranked from one to nine, based on one's strength.