Chapter 392: Are You Adams?

"My Lord Hou Jue, a squadron of mounted scouts has arrived from the southeast. They say they received our Marquis Marquis Aosiding family's alert and now wish to confirm the situation!"

"Tell them the orcs have already been crushed by our Marquis Marquis Aosiding family! I will go personally to report to the Legion President immediately!"

"Yes, my Lord Hou Jue!"

As his subordinate left, the Marquis Marquis Aosiding Hou Jue's gaze toward Adams grew even more affectionate.

"Adams, with such merit today, you will surely be summoned by the Legion President and the two Dukes shortly. Go back and wash up first; appearing before the Legion President and the two Dukes covered in mud is entirely inappropriate!"

"Yes, Father!" Adams nodded excitedly. Being summoned by the Northern President and the two Dukes was absolutely a rare sight among the youth.

Soon, the father and son returned to the main camp outside Shicheng, where it was clearly visible that the camp's defenses had been strengthened.

At the very least, the number of guards on duty was more than half again as many as when Adams had left the camp earlier.

"My Lord Hou Jue, you are back; the President and the two Dukes are already waiting for you!"

Marquis Marquis Aosiding was not surprised. "Adams, I will go find the Legion President and the two Dukes first. You go wash up; do not keep us waiting long!"

"Yes, Father!"

About ten-plus minutes later, Adams had finished washing and changed into a brand-new suit of armor, looking handsome and imposing!

"Lord Harry, thank you for allowing me to receive such an honor!"

Taking a deep breath, Adams walked out of the camp and headed toward the main camp.

However, what he did not expect was that not long after leaving the camp, a sound of urgent horse hooves came from behind.

Adams originally did not care, but when this group overtook their party by more than ten meters and then turned back, this finally made Adams look puzzled!

And very quickly, Adams frowned, because the person galloping on horseback was none other than Wyatt and his gang.

Looking at Wyatt's dazed eyes, he must have drunk quite a lot, and was probably just coming out of Shicheng.

"Eh, isn't this the waste Adams? What are you preparing to do wearing such a fine outfit? I guess you definitely dare not go find trouble with the orcs!"

"Then, could it be you are going to spar with serf soldiers? Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

As Wyatt mocked, the several noble youths accompanying him also burst into laughter.

Adams originally did not want to pay attention to Wyatt; after all, he could not cause trouble for his father.

But since the other party was insulting him like this, how could he possibly endure it?

Sparring with serfs was simply as excessive as calling him worse than a woman.

After all, everyone knew that serfs could not cultivate battle qi.

A legitimate heir to a Hou Jue going to spar with serfs, what did that represent?

Naturally, it meant having no ability and being cowardly.

"Wyatt, whether I, Adams, have ability or not is not for you to decide!"

Wyatt was stunned; he had originally just wanted to find some fun at Adams' expense.

He had planned to leave after insulting him a sentence or two.

But now Adams' response clearly left him with no way to save face.

"Hm? You dare talk back? And you say I don't decide? Then let me test just how much ability you actually have!"

Wyatt flipped off his horse.

However, he was smart enough to directly unfasten the long sword at his waist and toss it to his guard.

This way, it would be a simple brawl, and Adams' guards would not be able to intervene.

Furthermore, even if someone was injured, afterward it could be claimed as a conflict between juniors, and the families would basically be unable to intervene.

Seeing Wyatt's actions, how could Adams not understand the other party's meaning?

At this moment, he either had to flee immediately or grit his teeth and fight back.

After fleeing, naturally, he would become a laughingstock forever.

But if he fought back, he was obviously unable to defeat the other party.

The other party was already a true Silver Knight, while he, Adams, was still one step away from being a Silver Knight.

"Hehe, waste Adams, you absolutely must not run; if you run, from now on I will beat you every time I see you!"

Hearing such overbearing words, Adams suddenly remembered Lord Harry's admonition to him.

To grow, one must be brave in facing difficulties and possess the courage to forge ahead.

"Wyatt, I will not fear you!"

Adams moved; he suddenly swung his fist and actively launched an attack against Wyatt.

The two were only three or four meters apart, and Wyatt never expected Adams to dare to strike first.

Only when Adams was about to rush close did he come to his senses, wanting to dodge and block.

However, a whole day of carousing had left his limbs weak and unsteady; even though his realm held an overwhelming advantage over Adams, it was too late.

Boom!

Adams' fist landed on his shoulder a fraction of a second earlier.

Wyatt grunted, his body stumbling backward several meters before he barely managed to stand firm.

Whoosh!

The noble youths had originally wanted to watch Wyatt bully Adams.

But they did not expect the situation to reverse like this; everyone was stunned, and their smiles froze in place.

Even Adams himself was stunned; he had actually prepared himself to be beaten black and blue!

"Bastard, you dare ambush me?" Dizzy and confused, Wyatt also knew he had lost face this time.

After steadying himself, he glared at Adams through gritted teeth, fiercely activating the Silver battle qi on his body and charging at Adams again.

Adams did not retreat either; he similarly activated his battle qi and rushed to meet him.

The next moment, the two clashed together, and constant muffled grunts echoed.

However, even though Adams fought with all his might, he was still the one suffering the losses.

Fortunately, Wyatt's drunkenness had at least halved his combat power, which prevented Adams from being unable to fight back at all.

Thus, although he suffered more injuries, Wyatt was no better off.

And their battle soon attracted the attention of the patrolling soldiers.

At first, the guards dared not intervene and could only go to report.

But as the commotion grew larger, a powerful knight finally arrived at the scene.

"Stop!"

As the commander of the Red Stone Knight Regiment of the Northern Legion, Hops possessed the strength of a Golden Knight.

He struck out with palms to left and right, instantly blasting the two entangled figures apart.

Of course, he had certainly controlled his force; the two youths stumbled a few steps before regaining their footing.

"With a great enemy at our gates, you dare to engage in private fighting within the army and create chaos! Do you know what crime this is? The lightest punishment is twenty lashes; the heaviest is immediate execution on the gallows!"

Hops despised these noble young masters the most, especially the offspring of the great nobles.

They followed their fathers into battle, failed to properly learn combat skills, and instead spent their days carousing and even disrupting the order of the military camp.

Thus, he showed no courtesy whatsoever to the two youths before him.

As for whether he would face retaliation, as the most capable commander under the Northern President, he obviously had no need to worry so much.

Adams recognized the Hops before him, so after being blasted away, he did not dare to shout anything at him.

But regarding Adams, he was seething with hatred.

Feeling the burning pain on his face and shoulder, he viciously threatened, "Adams, you are doomed! Dare to provoke me, and I will absolutely never let you go in the future!"

Under normal circumstances, after delivering his threat, Wyatt would be able to swagger away.

However, this time the situation was beyond his expectations.

Only did Commander Hops exclaim in shock, "Adams? Are you Adams, the eldest son of Hou Jue of Marquis Marquis Aosiding?"