Chapter 1704: The Person Who Cannot Be Provoked

Africa region, Egypt.

French colony, Scotland tribe.

At Nashadier's engagement banquet.

Under Shawn's introduction, Nashadier met quite a few successors of the surrounding tribal leaders.

These successors all expressed goodwill toward Nashadier, this outstanding general.

To them, this was the treatment a strong person should receive.

However, Nashadier also received many challenges directed at him; Nashadier accepted them all.

Having mingled here for so many years, Nashadier knew exactly how to subdue these people and these tribes.

But at the engagement banquet, Nashadier discovered a small interlude.

His nominal fiancée, Marina, was being scolded by a woman called Madam Anqiluo.

This was an insult Nashadier could absolutely not tolerate; although Marina was only his nominal fiancée, she was actually his Mistress.

No matter how one put it, she was his woman.

Anyone who dared to humiliate the woman of him, a general, was committing the greatest blasphemy against him!

From Shawn, Nashadier learned that this Madam Anqiluo was the Mistress of a French general, a woman from a small tribe, and a married woman at that.

But because she became the Mistress of that French general, her status and position rose accordingly.

Her tribe also received protection because of this, expanding rapidly among the many tribes to become a famous large tribe here.

Shawn also told Nashadier.

Do not provoke her; the French general is someone they cannot afford to offend.

France's rule over this area of Africa was indeed in complete control.

A large part of the reason the tribes here were able to survive was because they maintained loyalty to the French.

Otherwise, they would have been wiped out long ago.

Because of these tribes' fear of the French, they dared not provoke this Mistress of the French general at all.

After hearing this, Nashadier mocked, "Heh, you all claim to be Arab Warriors, why are you now scared by a woman?"

Shawn kept his mouth shut and remained silent.

Egypt and the surrounding regional countries were all ruled by Arabs.

The Arabs were a nomadic people, a branch of the Semitic people.

Belligerence existed in their marrow; they revered the strong but were not afraid of the strong, yet the way they were acting now was not like that at all.

Nashadier glanced at Shawn and said indifferently, "You have already thrown away all the glory that belongs to Egypt and the Arab people."

As he walked, Nashadier said, "Marina is my woman; you understand, I cannot watch someone bully my woman."

Shawn watched as Nashadier walked up to Madam Anqiluo without any obstruction.

After Marina exposed that the Longyan Perfume on Madam Anqiluo was fake, she left in a rage, but she was not fleeing back; she was going to find reinforcements.

Bang!

Madam Anqiluo was knocked to the ground, and before she could get up, she cursed, "Who is it, don't you have eyes!"

Immediately after, she saw a cold, indifferent face that contained almost no expression; her heart trembled slightly, and she hurriedly stood up, staring at him with a very malicious gaze.

But the once arrogant and domineering Madam Anqiluo seemed to have been frightened by this person's expression and did not utter a single word.

Nashadier stared at her with a sharp gaze and said indifferently, "No matter who you are, please apologize to Marina."

Hearing this, Madam Anqiluo laughed heartily.

Hearing the laughter, the crowd turned their heads one after another, their expressions suddenly changing.

The protagonist of tonight, Nashadier, was actually confronting the French general's Mistress, Madam Anqiluo.

This development of events was interesting!

Not a single person went up to persuade them, quietly waiting

for the development of the situation.

Madam Anqiluo stared at Nashadier's face and laughed, "What kind of thing are you, to be worthy of making me apologize to that bitch?"

"A woman who doesn't even have Longyan Perfume, yet she falsely accused the scent of the Longyan Perfume on me as fake; you want me to apologize to such a bitch, how is that possible!"

After finishing, Madam Anqiluo bumped into Nashadier and prepared to leave.

Nashadier remained unmoved; Madam Anqiluo could not budge him at all.

"Woman, do not challenge my bottom line; you must apologize to her."

Seeing this, Madam Anqiluo said coldly, "Shawn, are you dead? This banquet was hosted by you."

"Now your guest is blocking me; if that lord finds out, think about the consequences."

Shawn, who was caught in the crossfire, had an ashen face.

Ever since he had been threatened, Nashadier had already labeled this guy as a madman in his heart.

As for the lord Madam Anqiluo spoke of, that was the French general; for Shawn, neither of these two parties was someone he could afford to offend.

However, just as Madam Anqiluo said.

She could not have an incident at his banquet; if something happened, his tribe would be implicated and suffer.

Shawn squeezed out a smile and walked out, looking at Nashadier, saying, "Brother Nashadier, just do me a favor and let this matter go, alright?"

Nashadier glanced at him and said indifferently, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Shawn's expression stiffened, then he looked at Madam Anqiluo and said, "Madam, look, why don't you take a step back?"

Madam Anqiluo sneered, "Shawn, I hope you understand what you are saying."

Shawn's face was ashen; he dared not offend either side, yet he could not afford not to offend them.

Nashadier looked at the troubled Shawn; no matter what, Shawn had still helped him tonight.

However, this matter absolutely cannot just end like this.

Nashadier said indifferently: "Shawn, I can give you this face; Lady Anqiluo may leave."

"She can find her master, hmm... that French general, to come and take revenge on me."

"You understand what I mean, right? I want to challenge that so-called French general to see exactly what kind of ability he has."

"If I win, both of you must publicly apologize to Marina."

"For the mistakes committed by his woman's recklessness, he has the responsibility to make amends!"

Once these words were spoken, the entire room was astonished.

Everyone had never expected that Nashadier would actually publicly challenge that French general; let alone these tribal heirs present, the warlike Arabs would not dare to.

Even their fathers did not have this kind of courage.

After hearing this, Lady Anqiluo laughed in extreme anger; she had never heard such a request before.

Such a request to seek death.

"You want to duel with that lord, are you qualified?"

"And you still want the lord and me to apologize to that slut; I think you are indulging in wishful thinking."

Nashadier stared at her face extremely seriously and said indifferently: "If you do not agree to this matter, then it can only prove that that man is a coward."

"Either you apologize, or your man apologizes along with you."

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