Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 270 The Journey To The Raksa Sea (Part One)

"A loser? How dare you call him that?" Violet exclaimed. "Roger, you are out of your mind," she added. Her face turned sullen, and she spoke faster. "Don't you know that he is Mr. Chad Lou's most prominent disciple? If I were you, I'd watch my language.”

"Hey, Violet, don't bluff. I have never heard of that name. If you think that you can invent people randomly and try to frighten me, you are wrong. You will regret this!" Roger retorted. Roger had always been overly suspicious and unbelievably conceited. And in this case, his distrust and arrogance invited trouble. On hearing this conversation, Darren narrowed his eyes as he glared at Roger. His indifferent expression spoke louder than any words.

"Miss Wang, thank you for speaking up for me. But, I believe you can't talk sense into this gentleman, no matter how hard you try. I am sorry. Since he wants to kill me, then why don't we let him try? Let's see what he can do.” Darren patted Violet gently on her back to reassure her. However, his expression was as cold as ice as he stared at Roger.

Violet had been passing by when she saw the fight. Her sense of justice compelled her to stop and observe. She was a girl who would always protect those in need. As she stood watching the fight, Violet learned that someone was after Darren. She was so impressed by Darren when they were in the Ancient Void Battlefield that she couldn't help standing up for him.

After Darren left the Ancient Void Battlefield, news spread everywhere—in and outside of Talent City. The disciples of the many grand warriors told everyone far and wide that the grand warrior, Chad Lou, had called Darren his most prominent disciple. The news also reached Violet.

Though Violet supported Darren, she was not a reckless fool. She knew that she was no match for Roger, the genius who ranked eighteenth on the Talent Roll. Therefore, she mentioned Chad with the hopes that her name-dropping would intimidate Roger instead of infuriating him. It all depended on whether Roger was a total idiot or not.

Unfortunately, Roger was a bigger moron than she had imagined. Not only had he never heard of Chad, but he also hurled abuses at Chad openly. Roger's ignorance left Violet speechless. To prevent Roger from getting into more trouble, Violet prompted him by saying, “Roger, you don't mean to insult Mr. Lou. Apologize now if you ever want to enter the Raksa Sea."

"The Raksa Sea? You mean... Oh no! Mr. Lou is a grand warrior?" Roger cried. Now, he realized what a stupid thing he had done. A loose tongue was a source of evil, wasn't it? Roger forced a smile. "Oh, for heaven's sake. Use your mind!" The name-dropping seemed effective, so Violet doubled her efforts. She smiled contemptuously and embellished her story. "Well, do you know what Darren calls Mr. Lou? He calls him "Uncle Chad'. You don't want to mess with Mr. Lou's “dear nephew Darren, ' do you? I wouldn't. I bet the man who is supporting you also wouldn't. Think carefully before speaking!"

Finally, Roger backed down. If Chad was a grand warrior, then he'd better accept Violet's advice and leave Darren alone. It was highly unlikely that Violet would lie about this because it was too great a lie to tell.

"Great. Young lad, you've found a powerful backer,” Roger said as he turned to Darren. "I will let you go this time. But, if I find out that all this is a lie—there is no grand warrior, no Uncle Chad—I will flay you and turn your skin into shoes." After threatening Darren, Roger turned and flew away. Darren yelled at his back, "Roger, do take care of yourself and don't be killed." Darren's parting advice was a subtle warning as he stressed on the last word, killed. Darren also wanted to kill Roger, and Roger knew it. His words were, hence, caustic to Roger's ears.

Roger thought that Violet had saved Darren. The fact was that Violet had saved Roger from Darren. If it had not been for her, Roger would be dead by now. However, Darren had been hesitant to kill Roger. He was by no means a bloodthirsty guy. On the contrary, Darren was quite merciful. Besides, Darren might have had to use the Ancient Void Battlefield to deal a deadly blow. But, the Ancient Void Battlefield was extremely energy-consuming, and he would require a whole month to recuperate. A month without enough energy to start the Ancient Void Battlefield was dangerous. This was something Darren wouldn't risk unless it was necessary.

As for Roger, he was not and never would be a big concern. As long as he kept clear of Darren and the people Darren cared about, his life would be spared.

"Enough, Darren. You don't want to provoke him anymore," Violet ordered. Her once tidy fringe of hair was a total mess, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat. She took a deep breath, walked closer to Darren, and whispered in his ear, as if Roger was still around, "Hey, you. You should thank me. I was so afraid that he would grow reckless and silence us forever. It was so close!"

"Well, is that so? Fine. Thank you, my dear life-saver.” Darren patronized Violet. His smile was as warm and bright as a sunny day in May.

"Oh, come on. You can do better than that. I deserve a sincere and original compliment,” she pouted and said. Darren's gaze met Violet's, and she dropped her eyes. A crimson blush bloomed on her cheeks.

Feeling awkward, Darren blinked rapidly before turning his gaze away. Flirting with Violet like that made him uncomfortable. After a moment's silence, Darren responded with, "I have to leave now. Goodbye, Miss Wang."

Before she could grumble about his indifference, Darren vanished into thin air.

"Hey, you... Darren?" Violet fell silent. Her chest rose and fell in anger. Violet had planned to trick him into promising that he would stay with her to repay his debt of gratitude. Obviously, her plan failed as Darren had left. "What a frigid man! He is so hard to please!" she grumbled even though a smile lifted the corners of her pretty lips.

Once Darren left Violet, he flew toward Talent City. He was searching for Ron's family.

Ron was a widower with no children. He lived in an old house with his father, who was weak and sick. Although they depended on each other, Ron's father was in bad shape.

Darren didn't visit Ron's father in person. Instead, he bought Ron's father many well-trained servants. In this way, Ron's father could live out his remaining years in peace, just like any other well-off country gentleman. Besides, he also left a considerable amount of money in Ron's house when nobody was watching, in case of an emergency. Darren reckoned that this was enough compensation. Satisfied that he had done everything possible, Darren left quietly without being noticed.