“Haha! Holding a saber and pretending, who’s he trying to scare?”
Taunts and jeers came one after another. Justin was anxious and furious as he too felt extremely embarrassed.
Justin sensed danger upon the bandits’ arrival, so he wanted to leave as soon as possible. Who knew trouble would still come knocking in the end.
“B*stard, f*ckoff while I’m still in a good mood.” Odin laughed, took out his saber, and pointed at Justin’s face.
“I don’t want to trouble you. Just leave your woman here and f*ck off.”
Odin looked at Lily with a smile before grabbing her waist.
“You, let go of me! Let me go!” Lily struggled, but how could she break free? She was just a lady in the end.
Justin’s eyes were red upon seeing that as he roared and charged forward.
Even with the risk of death, he would fight it out against them as he could not possibly let Lily be humiliated! It was the only thought on his mind.
Thud!
Before he could rush forward, Odin sneered as he grabbed Justin by the collar and punched him twice.
The two punches made Justin’s nose bled profusely.
“F*cker, aren’t you the Hall of Swords disciple?” Odin yelled and punched him again.
The punches got harder with each blow. In a blink of an eye, Justin had fallen to a semi-conscious state as he slumped like mud on the floor and could barely stand up.
“F*cking loser.” Odin kicked and spat on him before smilingly looked at Lily and hugged her waist. “Hey beautiful, why don’t you kiss me as an apology since you crashed into me just now? How does that sound?”
Odin then leaned in.
At that moment, Justin did not know where he found the strength to grab onto Odin’s pants. “ Brother, I beg of you to not touch her. I’m begging you. She really did not mean to crash into you. I apologize on her behalf. If you think it’s not enough, you can further punch me. Brother, I beg of you not to touch her. Please, please…”