Chapter 297: Has He Always Been So Brave?
Among all the disciples of the White Dragon King, Bill was the one whose personality mirrored that of his master the most—both were incredibly arrogant.
It was no wonder Bill had made his move on John with only 50% of his strength. In his mind, to kill an unknown monk with full force would be beneath him. It wasn't just an insult; it would be a humiliation—a blow to his pride. The very idea of failing to eliminate someone he deemed an "ant" was more than he could bear.
The sting of his initial failure weighed heavily on him.
As a Heaven Master, how could he have failed to kill a monk in a single strike? It was a disgrace.
The frustration burned within him. His eyes narrowed as he glared at John.
"Come here and let me kill you!" Bill barked, his tone full of venom.
His arrogance was palpable.
In response, Anita instinctively took a step forward, positioning herself in front of John as she tried to shield him with her slight frame.
Anita wasn't a monk, nor a martial artist, nor a cultivator. She was just an ordinary girl—fragile by comparison. But this was the bond between siblings. When danger threatened, she instinctively placed herself in harm's way for her baby brother.
This gesture, though small, wasn't lost on John.
Anita's love and protection for him were clear. He'd never forget this moment.