Lead Demon

Intuition

Intuition

I Respect Your Choice somewhat apprehensive, but within the premises of the academy, with so many brothers from his society, would he still be afraid of Ron, who was clearly a freshman?

"Guys! Do you remember about those few nasty people that I told you I met at the entrance of the Hall of Wealth? They dared to threaten me because they knew I was outnumbered! Now it seems that I'm in luck!" Peters seemed to be imagining seeing Ron and company kneeling down before him to beg for mercy. Laughing heartily, he pointed at Ron and said, "IT's those guys right there! It's that guy in the wheelchair!"

The people who were originally gathered around Tina and Peters all looked in the direction that Peters was pointing. They all burst out laughing.

"No way! Peters, you actually allowed these freshmen bully you?"

"Look guys, it's a cripple!"

"Yo, Peters. You're really the most pathetic of us all."

Voices rang out from all over the place.

Peters' face was red from all the mocking and ridiculing. He shouted, "You b*stards! What the hell are you laughing at! Our society has agreed to unite and fight against our enemies. You all better keep this well in mind!"

Hearing Peters' words, the other guys laughed even harder.

"Got it, got it! You gave us such a good scare when you told us, so you can't really stop us from laughing."

"I wonder if Peters peed his pants because he was so

scared."

"All right, all right! We still have to get back at this guy for Peters' sake, don't we? He's one of us after all. We can't allow ourselves to be bullied for nothing!"

Amidst their merry laughter and boisterous chatter, the group walked toward Ron.

"Master, it seems like Peters has found some people to seek revenge on us." Ken was somewhat worried. Nevertheless, getting a group of students to seek revenge on Ron was almost suicidal.

"Dade wants to kill him!" Dade was no longer sleepy. Because of her desire for revenge, she had been powered with a jolt of energy and fully rejuvenated!

Tina heard Peters' talk of revenge. She felt a pang of panic. Ron had lent a helping hand and extricated her from a difficult situation at the Hall of Wealth. She was only a part-time worker there, and though she knew that Ron had met the Goddess of Wealth, she did not know what had happened afterward.

tenderly at her. When he turned back to look at Ron, his expression changed instantly. With a hideous smile, he said, "You d*mned cripple! I was humiliated by you before because I was outnumbered. This time, on my turf, you won't dare to be so arrogant!"

Ron was quite amused. Peters seemed to be quite forgetful. Still maintaining his nonchalant expression, Ron smiled and said, "That… I'm sorry, but I kind of forgot your name, though I do recall telling you that if you incurred my wrath, then you should be prepared to die. So, are you ready to die?"

Ron was still smiling, but Peters could not shake off the feeling that he was facing a devil! An inexplicable pang of anxiety caused him to tense up inwardly, and his mind went blank for a moment.

His classmates burst out laughing and said, "Peters, you are really such a chicken! Are you intimidated again?"

"How is he scaring you, just by asking you to get ready to die? Is he planning to run you down with his wheelchair?"

"What a joke. Peters has no guts at all."

Peters' face flushed. He had been intimidated again. This was really humiliating! His eyes were instantly filled with resentment as he looked toward Ron. It was all because of him that he had to face such embarrassment! He was just a freshman. Who was he?

Just as Peters' fist was about to hit Ron's face, Dade caught hold of his wrist, obviously keeping Ron's instruction in mind to not reveal even the slightest hint of death energy. A loud c***k was heard, and Peters began to tremble all over. The other students who were rushing toward Ron immediately stopped dead in their tracks.

"Let… Let me go! Broke… It's broken!!!" Peters' lips were trembling. How would he have known that Dade was actually a Rank-9 powerhouse? At this moment, the only thing he knew was that he had messed with the wrong person.

The other students who were supposedly on Peters' side also knew that they had gotten into a bad situation. Peters himself was already a Rank-4 powerhouse! Someone who could break his bones without using even the slightest bit of Fighting Qi had to be extremely powerful.

"Let Peters go, and we will drop the matter. The Formidable Society will not make trouble for you again. How does it sound to you?" a student yelled to Ron.

Peters was already in cold sweat from the pain he was in. He had a piercing pain in his bones, which had been followed by trembling muscles and tendons. Everything had started to feel numb. He didn't know if he could even

visibly popping in Peters' neck. He began to cough, struggling desperately as he grabbed at Dade's arm, which was holding him up with a vise-like grip.

"What the hell are you doing? This is Victory Academy. You will not come to a good end if you murder someone here!" one of Peters' companions shouted in horror. But he did not dare to step forward, in case he became the next Peters due to a rash move.

Ron did not pay any attention to these people at all. He merely cast fleeting gazes at their fearful expressions as he contemplated, weighing the pros and cons of killing Peters.

"Dade is finally going to kill you." Dade looked at Peters with curiosity in her eyes. The look on his face was hideous, and he was looking at her with fear in his eyes. "Dade loves cleanliness. Dade's soul is also very pure. The most important thing is that Dade is very beautiful, and you are very ugly now." Dade frowned and exerted more strength in her hands.

"You..." Peters, who was struggling desperately, could only manage to spit out that one word before his body drooped lifelessly.

"Mmm? Dead?" Dade pouted and discontentedly tossed Peters' body to the ground. She looked at Ron and said, "Master, it's not fun at all." She looked at Peters' companions.