Deities: Starting From Goblins Chapter 1082

Chapter 1082: Chapter 605: The Silent Sea Chapter 1082: Chapter 605: The Silent Sea Upon hearing these words, their faces twisted in anger, each of them fuming with rage.

They hurriedly instigated the leader standing at the very front to give Logan a good lesson.

“Senior brother, what are we waiting for? This arrogant and presumptuous person must be taught a good lesson!”

“Exactly, we have never seen such a disrespectful person, he is simply asking for death. Since he's courting death himself, we shouldn't let him off so easily!”

“Senior brother, I can't swallow this insult, we need to take our anger out on him now!”

Seeing this, Logan curled his lips into a cynical smile, which also seemed somewhat mocking.

“If you want to fight me, just say so. Why ask for senior brother's permission? Could it be that you are all cowards, afraid to take me on, so you hide behind senior brother's name and the so-called gentlemanly facade? You're so scared that you won't even draw your swords. If you really want to fight, then don't ask others, just come at me. I promise you, I won't hold back!”

His words were an outright mockery, a provocation aimed directly at them.

The faces of these aristocratic family disciples turned from pale to red with frustration; they were close to losing all their dignity.

But the leader, their senior brother, was no fool, nor was he impulsive.

Despite the jumping rage of his followers, he remained calm.

If not for his twitching lips, he might have seemed every bit the image of aristocratic demeanor.

A fight was inevitable, but it could not be like a street scuffle.

The senior brother looked at Logan, his eyes gleaming with profound malice and disdain.

“I had intended to resolve this matter amicably with Young Master Logan, but you seem uncooperative. Matters of the aristocratic family are not to be refused by just anyone; I suggest Young Master Logan come with us.”

While speaking the word 'please', he had already drawn his sword, and the others followed suit.

They were just waiting for the person in front of them to say no, and then they would immediately rush up and abduct him.

At this tense moment, when it appeared that both sides were about to come to blows,
“Stop!”

A clear and authoritative voice rang out, accompanied by a graceful figure slowly approaching.

Although slight in stature, there was no one who did not take her seriously.

Indeed, it was none other than the Princess.

The Princess maintained her regal demeanor, stepping forward methodically.

The aristocrats had not expected her arrival, but did not forget to show their respect to the Princess, thus sheathing their swords and performing a courteous salute.

“Greetings to the Princess!”

They, unlike ordinary folks, merely needed to greet the Princess with a fist salute.

The Princess, too, did not wish to inconvenience these aristocratic individuals; nodding at them, both parties maintained their dignity without much ado.

“Princess, I am curious why you are present here today?”

The senior brother inquired, with a suspicion in his eyes.

The Princess was aware of his probing but did not hide her intentions.

“I am already informed about the affair here. This man is my savior; I hope you can let him go for my sake.”

Yes, the Princess had come specifically to save Logan.

No sooner had she heard about the incident than she rushed over, dreading that Logan might face some misfortune.

Fortunately, nothing had happened to him, and she had arrived in time to save him.

With the Princess's words, the faces of these aristocratic family disciples darkened.

After exchanging glances, it was still the senior brother who stepped forward to speak, bowing to the Princess.

“Your Highness, please do not make this difficult for us. This man has a vendetta against us, having killed seven or eight of our family's disciples. We have orders to bring him back; we request that you hand him over to us.”

The Princess had not expected these aristocratic disciples to be so obstinate, insisting on taking Logan with them.

But she was determined to protect Logan no matter what.

“Oh? Are you intending to defy me, then?”

Her tone dropped, her brows furrowed, emanating the authority of a Princess.

The disciples of the aristocratic family bowed their heads immediately, though their words remained firm.

The Princess felt somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, particularly in front of the man who she once cared for deeply. It irked her that she could not guarantee his safety.

“How dare you, what are you to question me? I am the Princess. My commands are not to be defied by the likes of you.”

“Aristocratic family? It is only because I give face to your families that I show you some respect; do not presume too much on my kindness. Do you really think I would not dare to turn against you?”

After hearing this, the disciples were startled, greatly surprised.

One of them, feeling puzzled, couldn't help but speak up.

“Princess, why do you insist on protecting this commoner? What merit does he possess that warrants your intervention on his behalf? This man is arrogantly unaccommodating, always disregarding others, clearly a troublemaker. Please, do not be deceived by him.”

The man spoke out of concern that the Princess might be misled, intending to warn her kindly.

However, his words reminded the Princess of her own broken engagement, causing her face to flush with a mix of shame and embarrassment.

Her cheeks turning a bright red, she slapped the armrest forcefully and rebuked sharply.

“How insolent! Since when is it your place to comment on my affairs? Whether I choose to protect or forsake someone, what concern is it of yours? Do you dare to scrutinize my royal intentions?”

After exchanging glances, the disciples of the aristocratic family bowed respectfully and gestured with their hands.

Chapter end

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