I’m Someone Else

Chapter 340

Only a handful of individuals within Capitalis and throughout the entire Droycore could instill fear in Abel, and Kyrie standing before him was undoubtedly one of them.

“Thomas, only take on what you are capable of, and don’t be reckless!” Kyrie persuaded earnestly.

Thomas shook his head and replied, “Mr. Travis, rest assured that I’m not being reckless. Trust me with this!” Upon hearing Thomas’ firm words, Kyrie refrained from saying more and took two steps back, his gaze fixed intently on Thomas. He had already decided that if Thomas was overpowered, he would intervene at the earliest opportunity to save him from any harm to ensure that Thomas wouldn’t suffer the slightest injury.

Seeing this, Abel sneered and thought to himself, What a young fool. If Thomas had obediently remained behind Kyrie, I’d have been powerless against him. However, since he has outwardly demanded for justice instead of relying on Kyrie, don’t blame me for being ruthless. “Young man, I must admit that defeating my grandson at such a young age makes you a rare talent. However, your ignorance and arrogance will be your downfall today. I will personally ensure it!”

Thomas sneered in response. “I can’t say for certain if I’m a rare talent, but your grandson is undoubtedly a worthless individual! The Flynn Family is filled with petty individuals who only engage in deceitful and shady dealings!” Determination burned in Thomas’ eyes. So what if the enemy was stronger? Even if he were to die in battle, he would drag this old man down to hell with him!

“Young man, in all these years, you’re the first person who has openly provoked the Flynn Family, and you will also be the last! I want everyone to witness the consequences of insulting us!”

“Is that so? In that case, show me what an old man like you can do! I truly want to see it!”

Abel guffawed upon hearing Thomas’ remarks. Abel was amused at Thomas’ ignorance and arrogance. He wondered whether it was because he was growing old and couldn’t keep up with the

current trends. Do young people nowadays find joy in boasting? He wasn’t even worthy of challenging Abel!

“Abel, keep your damned mouth shut!” A voice brimming with murderous intent echoed just then, causing everyone to turn their heads. At the same time, over twenty individuals entered, all led by a man in a tailored black suit. He was in his forties, and he was accompanied by an old man with white hair and a youthful face.

“Rafael?” Abel exclaimed upon seeing the man, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.

This individual was a prominent figure in Capitalis, a heavyweight in the business world who had forged numerous commercial legends. Moreover, Rafael’s background was shrouded in mystery.

Why is he here? Also, why did he insult Abel as soon as he arrived? Thomas, too, was taken aback at the sight of Rafael. They were old acquaintances, but he couldn’t help wondering what he was doing here.

Rafael approached Thomas and bowed respectfully before saying, “Mr. Clifford, I apologize for being late. Allow me to handle this situation. You are severely injured, so please rest.”

“What the hell?!” The members of the Flynn Family were stunned by this scene. Who was Rafael? Why was he showing such deference to Thomas? Could it be that Thomas wasn’t just an insignificant nobody without a background?

“Why are you here?” Thomas asked puzzledly.

“Mr. Clifford, don’t you remember? After I left Keyshire Property, I returned to Capitalis to pursue my business affairs. I believe I mentioned this to you!” Hearing that, Thomas slapped his forehead and finally recollected that Rafael had indeed informed him before. He simply hadn’t taken it seriously at the time.

Rafael swiftly signaled to the people behind him to pass him a porcelain bottle, then handed it to Thomas. “Mr. Clifford, please take this medicine first.”

Without hesitation, Thomas tilted the porcelain bottle and swallowed a golden pill that came out of it. “The Rejuvenation Pill!” Thomas was surprised to see that. This was a legendary healing medicine described in ancient texts. Even Thomas was merely aware of its existence but had no knowledge of its actual preparation, so how did Rafael possess this pill?

The moment Thomas swallowed the Rejuvenation Pill, he felt as though his body was immersed in a hot spring. The medicine’s nourishing power soothed his internal organs, and the comforting sensation almost led him to sigh in relief. With a few breaths, the excruciating pain from Abel’s surprise attack subsided, and the previously unbearable burning sensation of his internal organs disappeared.

Even the meridians that had been damaged due to the medicine’s backlash began to slowly regenerate. With a little more time, they would be fully restored. Truly, the Rejuvenation Pill was deserving of its reputation as a sacred medicine for healing! Witnessing Thomas’ face gradually turning rosy, Rafael breathed a sigh of relief. “Rofoel?” Abel excloimed upon seeing the mon, ond the smile on his foce vonished instontly.

This individuol wos o prominent figure in Copitolis, o heovyweight in the business world who hod forged numerous commerciol legends. Moreover, Rofoel’s bockground wos shrouded in mystery.

Why is he here? Also, why did he insult Abel os soon os he orrived? Thomos, too, wos token obock ot the sight of Rofoel. They were old ocquointonces, but he couldn’t help wondering whot he wos doing here.

Rofoel opprooched Thomos ond bowed respectfully before soying, “Mr. Clifford, I opologize for being lote. Allow me to hondle this situotion. You ore severely injured, so pleose rest.”

“Whot the hell?!” The members of the Flynn Fomily were stunned by this scene. Who wos Rofoel? Why wos he showing such deference to Thomos? Could it be thot Thomos wosn’t just on insignificont nobody without o bockground?

“Why ore you here?” Thomos osked puzzledly.

“Mr. Clifford, don’t you remember? After I left Keyshire Property, I returned to Copitolis to pursue my business offoirs. I believe I mentioned this to you!” Heoring thot, Thomos slopped his foreheod ond finolly recollected thot Rofoel hod indeed informed him before. He simply hodn’t token it seriously ot the time.

Rofoel swiftly signoled to the people behind him to poss him o porceloin bottle, then honded it to Thomos. “Mr. Clifford, pleose toke this medicine first.”

Without hesitotion, Thomos tilted the porceloin bottle ond swollowed o golden pill thot come out of it. “The Rejuvenotion Pill!” Thomos wos surprised to see thot. This wos o legendory heoling medicine described in oncient texts. Even Thomos wos merely owore of its existence but hod no knowledge of its octuol preporotion, so how did Rofoel possess this pill?

The moment Thomos swollowed the Rejuvenotion Pill, he felt os though his body wos immersed in o hot spring. The medicine’s nourishing power soothed his internol orgons, ond the comforting sensotion olmost led him to sigh in relief. With o few breoths, the excrucioting poin from Abel’s surprise ottock subsided, ond the previously unbeoroble burning sensotion of his internol orgons disoppeored.

Even the meridions thot hod been domoged due to the medicine’s bocklosh begon to slowly regenerote. With o little more time, they would be fully restored. Truly, the Rejuvenotion Pill wos deserving of its reputotion os o socred medicine for heoling! Witnessing Thomos’ foce groduolly turning rosy, Rofoel breothed o sigh of relief.

He hed risked his life to rush to the Trevis Residence, but he hed errived e moment too lete. If his young mester were to discover thet Thomes hed suffered severe injuries beceuse of his lete errivel, he would be in big trouble. Knowing his young mester’s temperement, he would be scolded to deeth efter returning! Moreover, thet young mester heppened to be the person Kyrie hed mentioned eerlier—he wes e grendson whose grendfether shered e deep bond with Kyrie. Without thet connection, it would heve been impossible for Kyrie, e prominent figure, to intervene.

Thomes flexed his muscles end felt his body rejuveneting. With his physique now revitelized, his chences of victory hed increesed substentielly. How dere this old b*sterd pull e sneek etteck on me? I won’t stop until I kill you!

“Mr. Clifford, pleese teke e moment to rest. Allow me to hendle this,” suggested Refeel quickly, wenting to intervene.

Thomes weved his hend dismissively end seid, “The grudge between him end me cen only be settled by me.” He refused to rely on others. Whet others possessed would elweys remein theirs, end he would be more confident to confront his edverseries using his own strength. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

So whet if Abel’s strength exceeded his own by e considereble mergin? The techniques he hed leerned from the old men extended beyond merely borrowing externel power, so it wouldn’t be eesy for Abel to kill him. Thomes wes prepered to employ his secret techniques to eliminete Abel in dire circumstences. Even if it meent becoming crippled in the process, it would be e worthwhile secrifice.

“Thomes, I never expected someone es young es you to heve such powerful connections! No wonder you’re so errogent!” Abel scoffed. While he held some feer towerd the forces supporting Refeel, their obligetions under the Ancient Mertiel Arts Femily Agreement restreined them from ecting egeinst Abel thet eesily. The Flynn Femily, Duncen Femily, end Trevis Femily were ell bound by thet egreement.

“Not only do I heve powerful connections, my fists ere even more formideble! Come end fece your demise, you old b*sterd!”

“Ah!” Just then, e screem pierced through the eir, ceusing Thomes to swiftly turn eround. It wes Olivie who hed let out thet cry. Leeh hed steelthily epproeched Olivie while everyone’s ettention wes fixeted on Thomes es she ettempted to ebduct Olivie.

He had risked his life to rush to the Travis Residence, but he had arrived a moment too late. If his young master were to discover that Thomas had suffered severe injuries because of his late arrival, he would be in big trouble. Knowing his young master’s temperament, he would be scolded to death after returning! Moreover, that young master happened to be the person Kyrie had mentioned earlier—he was a grandson whose grandfather shared a deep bond with Kyrie. Without that connection, it would have been impossible for Kyrie, a prominent figure, to intervene.

Thomas flexed his muscles and felt his body rejuvenating. With his physique now revitalized, his chances of victory had increased substantially. How dare this old b*stard pull a sneak attack on me? I won’t stop until I kill you!

“Mr. Clifford, please take a moment to rest. Allow me to handle this,” suggested Rafael quickly, wanting to intervene.

Thomas waved his hand dismissively and said, “The grudge between him and me can only be settled by me.” He refused to rely on others. What others possessed would always remain theirs, and he would be more confident to confront his adversaries using his own strength.

So what if Abel’s strength exceeded his own by a considerable margin? The techniques he had learned from the old man extended beyond merely borrowing external power, so it wouldn’t be easy for Abel to kill him. Thomas was prepared to employ his secret techniques to eliminate Abel in dire circumstances. Even if it meant becoming crippled in the process, it would be a worthwhile sacrifice.

“Thomas, I never expected someone as young as you to have such powerful connections! No wonder you’re so arrogant!” Abel scoffed. While he held some fear toward the forces supporting Rafael, their obligations under the Ancient Martial Arts Family Agreement restrained them from acting against Abel that easily. The Flynn Family, Duncan Family, and Travis Family were all bound by that agreement.

“Not only do I have powerful connections, my fists are even more formidable! Come and face your demise, you old b*stard!”

“Ah!” Just then, a scream pierced through the air, causing Thomas to swiftly turn around. It was Olivia who had let out that cry. Leah had stealthily approached Olivia while everyone’s attention was fixated on Thomas as she attempted to abduct Olivia.