Chapter 778: I Saved Someone - Are We Even Now?_1
"Catch him!"
With Brecken James’s fierce shout, two people sprang from his side and lunged towards Marcellus Foster.
Marcellus Foster smacked the table with his palm, hurling the table along with its soups and dishes at the two attackers. He then leaped gracefully out of the tall building, his Flying Sword supporting his body as he fled into the distance.
Brecken James sneered, "Since you’ve run into us, do you still think you can escape? Chase him!"
Brecken James led the group in pursuit while Carson Flores glanced over—the three of them were at the Nascent Soul Stage, the remaining four or five people were at the Golden Core Stage.
Carson Flores got up, paid for his meal, compensated for the table, and then mounted his sword, following the group from above.
After all, since he stumbled upon this scene, he couldn’t just watch Marcellus Foster get beaten to a pulp, could he?
With his status as a Direct Disciple of the Cave Master, Carson Flores wasn’t afraid of offending this Brecken James.
Carson Flores hadn’t flown far when he caught up with the group. Marcellus Foster had clearly tried to resist, but lacking in strength, he was easily subdued.
Brecken James approached Marcellus Foster, smacking his face and snarling, "When you were messing with me, did you ever think this day would come?"
At this critical moment, Marcellus Foster wasn’t cowed; he straightened his neck and retorted, "If I had the nerve to mess with you, I’m not afraid of your revenge. So what if you break my bones? Come on then, if you don’t, you’re a coward!"