The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 482 The Time Has Not Yet Come

Around 3 PM, Billy and his team arrived once again in Nigel Hall's hometown.

"Commander!" As they reached the village entrance, Nigel hurriedly came forward to greet them.

"Hmm," Billy nodded. "Where are Arthur and the other?"

On the way here, Michael Hornig had already called Nigel to inquire about what had happened earlier and learned that all two hundred members of Ink Pavilion had been killed.

"They are in their yard." Nigel replied. "About an hour ago, four people arrived from outside. They should be the ones summoned by Mr Fowler and Madam Charleston. They are currently in their yard as well." Billy smiled faintly. "Let's go meet them together."

With those words, he led the group towards Arthur's small courtyard.

"I, Arthur Fowler, pay my respects to Commander Gardner!"

"I, Bessie Charleston, pay my respects to Commander Gardner!"

As soon as Billy pushed open the courtyard gate, he saw Arthur and Bessie standing inside, bowing respectfully to him. Not only did they acknowledge Billy's identity, but they had also restored their original appearances, completely different from before.

Arthur no longer exuded the aura of a wandering martial artist; instead, he had an air of elegance and wisdom. Bessie Charleston, too, had discarded her previous appearance as an old village woman and was now dressed in a refined green robe, with a dignified and otherworldly demeanor. Behind the two of them stood four middle-aged men and women, full of vitality, with sharp auras that indicated they were not ordinary martial artists.

"Not knowing that Commander Gardner graced us with your presence yesterday, I must apologize for any oversight." Said Arthur, adopting a humble posture.

"Never mind, Mr Fowler." Billy replied with a faint smile. He didn't believe that Arthur genuinely didn't recognize him yesterday. That could be inferred from the way Arthur looked at him the moment they met. Even though Arthur and Bessie had been living in this village for over twenty years, Billy was sure that they hadn't completely severed their ties with the outside world. Over these twenty years, they must have been well aware of the major events happening outside.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"Commander Gardner," the other four men and women said as they bowed to Billy.

Billy nodded in response.

"Commander Gardner, please have a seat." Bessie said with a faint smile, gesturing to the benches under the pavilion.

"Thank you."

"Did the two of you know I would be coming today?" Billy asked as they all took their seats.

"Commander Gardner, since you suspected that there was a great secret hidden here, how could you turn a blind eye, given your character?" Bessie Charleston poured tea for everyone. "Madam Charleston seems to know me quite well." Billy smiled again.

"With Commander Gardner's current status, it's hard not to know you."

"Is that a compliment or an insult, Madam Charleston?" Billy picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Even if I had ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare insult Commander Gardner." Bessie laughed.

"You're too kind," Billy said, putting down his teacup and looking at the two of them. "Since you both knew I was coming today, may I ask if I can get the answers I want?"

"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed, Commander Gardner," Arthur replied with a smile. "The time for this matter has not yet come."

"Oh?" Billy raised an eyebrow. "Then when will it be considered the right time?"

"I cannot answer that question, Commander Gardner, because I do not have control over it." Arthur replied.

"What if I insist on knowing today?" Billy's tone slightly hardened.

"Commander Gardner, I've heard

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that you're a decisive person in your actions. Today, I see that it's true," Arthur picked up his teacup and took a sip before continuing. "However, with your current strength, I'm afraid it will still be difficult." S

Billy squinted. "Why don't we give it a try?"

"I've heard that Commander Gardner has cultivated to the level of a Half-Step War God-Emperor, and you've condensed the aura of a genuine God-emperor," Arthur

smiled again. "But even sol net

you're

still at the War Emperor level. To make us speak, you're still a bit lacking."

After saying this, he asked in return, "Commander Gardner, you should know that before you arrived, members of Ink Pavilion had already been here, right?"

Actually, he didn't need to ask; Nigel had surely informed Billy about Ink Pavilion's visit earlier.

"What is it that you want to say, Mr Fowler?" Billy asked.

"Do you know who led that group, and what level of cultivation they had?"

"I'd like to hear the details."

Billy was genuinely unaware of this. Nigel had only told him that all two hundred members of Ink Pavilion had been killed, but he didn't know the identities or levels of the people who led them.

"The leader's name is Mortimer Warner, the vice head of Ink Pavilion, with the cultivation of a Half-Step War God-Emperor." Arthur smiled as he spoke

"Oh?" Billy raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected that Ink Pavilion had a vice head; he had always believed that there were only two elder protectors below the sect head.

"So, do you still think you can make us speak on your own?" Arthur smiled faintly.

"Don't be so disrespectful!" Without waiting for Billy's response, Stout interrupted. "Is being a Tier-one War God-Emperor supposed to be impressive? If you provoke my boss, he can even kill a Tire-two War God-Emperor!"

"My boss has been chatting with you for so long out of respect for your old age. If it were someone else, you would be dead by now!"

Azure Fang and the others were collectively taken aback.

"Stout, can you please pay some

attention to the situation? These two

aren't just anyone! And it's highly likely that both of them are strong Tier-one War God-Emperors. Are you trying to drag boss into trouble with the way you're talking?" Azure Fang complied secretly.

"Outrageous! How dare you speak to Mr Arthur like that! Apologize, now!" one of the four men and women frowned, pointing at Stout and speaking sternly.

"I've always spoken like this. If you don't like it, come bite me!" Stout retorted with a pout.

"Get down on your knees!" The man sternly commanded again and aimed a palm strike at Stout.

"Idiot!" Stout, with a dismissive look, returned the attack with a palm of his own.

Neither Arthur, Bessie, nor Billy made any attempt to stop the two. They watched Stout and the man with faint smiles.

Bang!

Their attacks clashed, and the man was sent sliding backward by Stout for about ten meters before stabilizing, his aura in disarray.

"Are you a Half-step War Emperor?!" The man's face showed a trace of astonishment. He never expected that this big guy would have such skills.

The other three men and women also wore surprised expressions.

"Who are you?" The man who had been speaking previously pressed down his internal turmoil and looked at Stout again.

"What, afraid of messing with a big shot?" Stout shrugged. "Don't worry, I'm just a nameless doctor with no background. If you want to fight, do it quickly!"

"You..." The man frowned.

"Since this young man is so interested, I'll spar with you for a few moves!" Another man stepped forward, holding a three-meter-long spear in his hand.