Jason Bland completely lost his temper, "You mongrel, if it weren’t for the face of Sect Leader Sean, you would have been dead long ago!
How dare you steal the woman I have my sights set on, are you seeking death?"
Olena Sean coldly rebuked, "Don’t spout nonsense, when did I become your woman?"
Jason Bland shrugged, saying, "Our marriage has already been arranged; you are already my woman!"
Lionel Yeager said, "What does an arranged marriage count for if it can be called off?"
"Call off the marriage?"
Jason Bland sneered, saying, "Kid, let me emphasize once again, I am the son of the Immortal Sword Sect’s sect master!
Let alone in the secular world, even on Payton Immortal Island, no one dares to call off an engagement with the young master!
You ask Sect Leader Sean, does she dare to call off the marriage?"
Although Olena Sean was quite dissatisfied with Jason Bland’s attitude,
it was indeed as Jason Bland had said, she truly did not dare to call off the marriage.
Emei Sect may indeed be a top Big Sect in the Ancient Martial World, but in front of the Immortal Sword Sect, they really aren’t much to look at.
The strongest Elder of Emei could perhaps only match the middle-lower ranked Elders of Immortal Sword Sect in resistance.
Jason Bland looked at Olena Sean with a mocking face and asked, "Sect Leader Sean, I just want to ask you, do you dare to call off the marriage? Do you dare?"
Olena Sean remained silent.
Olena Sean suddenly became a bit anxious, "Mom, just say it, call off the marriage!"
Olena Sean said bitterly, "Stanley Wheeler, this marriage, we can’t call it off."
"Why can’t it be called off?"
Olena Sean, with redness in her eyes, looked at Olena Sean, "Are you truly afraid of them?"
"Hahaha..."
Jason Bland burst into wild laughter.
His eyes brazenly swept over Olena Sean’s body, saying triumphantly, "Olena Sean, your Emei Sect has no right to call off this marriage!
If you dare to call off the marriage, it would be slapping the face of our Immortal Sword Sect!
Face is very important to a sect!
Once my father finds out, do you think my father would let Emei Sect off?
So, even if the engagement is to be called off, it can only be called off by our Immortal Sword Sect!
But the young master has taken a fancy to you now, and I won’t call off this marriage!
Whether you like it or not, you can only belong to the young master..."
Before the words were finished—
Slap!
Lionel Yeager directly slapped Jason Bland’s face, and a crisp explosion resounded in the Hall!
"Ah..."
Jason Bland let out a miserable scream, directly being flung several meters away and crashing heavily onto the ground!
In an instant.
The entire hall fell silent.
Everyone was stunned.
They were witnessing something unthinkable?
Did Lionel Yeager actually lay hands on Jason Bland?
Especially Laurant Welch and a few Law Protectors and disciples of Immortal Sword Sect, they were dumbfounded!
Who was Jason Bland!
The son of the Immortal Sword Sect’s sect master!
A real cultivator!
This kid actually slapped Jason Bland?
Bardon Bard cursed, "Damn it, Brother Yeager, well hit, I’ve long found this guy disagreeable!"
"This guy really had it coming!"
Prajna Bates echoed the sentiment.
Lily Tisdale also looked coldly at Jason Bland.
If Lionel Yeager hadn’t taken action, she was ready to do so herself.
"Third Young Master!"
Laurant Welch and the people of Immortal Sword Sect snapped back to reality, and promptly rushed over to help Jason Bland up.
"Get lost!"
Jason Bland shoved Laurant Welch and the others away, his face distorted with rage as he glared at Lionel Yeager and shrieked, "Kid, do you know who the young master is, you actually dare to lay hands on me?!"
"It was precisely you I laid hands on, so what about it?"
Lionel Yeager looked disdainfully at Jason Bland and said, "The thing I despise the most is people like you who only know how to show off their family background while being utterly useless themselves!"
"Seeking death!"
Jason Bland shouted furiously, his aura exploding as a red light emanated from his body, and he rushed straight towards Lionel Yeager!
In the moment of approach—
Jason Bland raised his palm, the center burning with a red fire, and slammed it down heavily towards Lionel Yeager!
"Young Master Bland, stop!"
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