Willy said nervously, "Gentleman, you…what do you mean by this, I…how can I not understand?"
While speaking, Willy's brain was already running at high speed.
He can now be sure that the young man in front of him has no good intentions, so what he thinks in his mind is how to get out of trouble.
At this moment, the 1st thought that appeared in his mind was calling for help.
"On this floor of the hotel, there are at least 40 or 50 of my subordinates, and there are many Lords among them. The combined combat effectiveness is amazing. This kid is not an opponent at all."
"However, this guy can quietly appear in my room, it proves that his personal strength is still very strong!"
"Combined with the previous descriptions of him by Cyril and Sue, this person can kill many top Onalen ninjas by himself. This shows that this person is extremely powerful…"
"Even if my subordinates can beat him together, I am afraid that he will kill me directly when I call for help…"
Thinking of this, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​calling for help.
"But, if I don't call for help, what should I do next? What if he wants to kill me?"
When he was struggling, Draela stepped in.
When Willy saw Draela, he immediately looked like a ghost, and said with a trembling, "If… Draela, you… you… why are you here?!"
Draela looked at him coldly and asked, "What? You must be disappointed to see me alive?"
Willy said in a panic, "Draela, don't get me wrong. You are the flesh and blood of my elder brother and my niece. How could I wish you something…"
Before he could complete his sentence, Draela gritted her teeth and cursed: "Willy, don't you pretend to be a good person here! Your Goku family regarded me as cannon fodder and sold my life to the Onalen Self-Defense Forces. Is it true that I don't know?"
Willy explained in a panic: "Draela…That was not my decision…It's all your grandpa…"
Draela immediately angered: "He is not my grandfather! He is such a cruel and shameless sc_m, I will kill him myself sooner or later!"
Seeing that Draela was a little excited, Chris said indifferently: "Draela, you must learn to control your emotions at all times, otherwise, no matter how talented you are, it will be difficult for you to become a Lord in the future!"
Ordinary practitioners only practice skin and muscles. As long as they practice hard, their temper and emotions will not have much impact on their own strength.
However, for people like Draela, who practiced internal martial arts since childhood and Lorded internal power, what they fear most is mentality problems.
Otherwise, it is very likely that she will fall into a bottleneck period, and it will be difficult to break through.
When Draela heard Chris's words, she hurried back to her senses, controlled her emotions, and said ashamed, "Thank you, Lord Arthur, for reminding me that I was too impulsive…"
Willy heard this and pointed at Chris and exclaimed, "You…you…your surname Arthur?!"
Chris nodded: "Yes, my last name is Arthur."
Willy blurted out, "You…are you from the Arthur family?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he muttered to himself, "Impossible…I never heard of any Lords from the Arthur family…"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head to look at Chris, and the more he looked, the more he realized that this young man seemed very familiar! Seen somewhere!
So, he racked his brains and thought carefully for a moment, and suddenly a face popped out of his mind, and this face immediately frightened him!
He looked at Chris and blurted out, "You…why do you look like Merlin Arthur…Do you have any relation with him?!"
Chris put away his cynical expression, and said coldly: "That is my father, I am his son, Chris!"
To be continued...
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