It's not about sparing the other's life.

Rather, it's about needing the other's cooperation a bit more.

But the second slap was slightly intolerable.

Without affecting his plan, Arthur increased his strength and directly sent Baro flying.

Bam!

Baro flew up, crashing into a building on the side of the street.

Crash!

The two-story building collapsed upon Baro's impact, and the dust rising among the falling bricks grew ever noisier, yet it couldn't drown out Baro's roar—

"I won't let you get away with this!

How dare you hit me!"

With a roar, Baro crawled out of the dust.

It wasn't that he didn't want to stand.

He simply couldn't stand up.

After several attempts, Baro, who felt dizzy and stumbled, began to crawl.

This scene made many people laugh out loud.

Lord Baro's embarrassment was truly ridiculous.

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A few people laughed until their expressions turned odd.

They were contemplating.

However, more people laughed heartlessly.

Pistri was among those contemplating.

The Young Lion of the Old Lion Family looked at the crawling Baro and couldn't bring himself to laugh anymore; at this moment, he even fell into self-doubt.

He doubted if the world before him was real.

If it was real, then what was Baro at this moment?

But if it was fake, what about all his previous assumptions, plans, and arrangements against Baro?

A solo play?

The Baro in his imagination should have been patient, sinister, with multiple layers of arrangements.

But the real Baro was just a clown.

However, this wasn't important.

What mattered was that he nearly got killed by this clown.

Was he even inferior to a clown?

The Young Lion of the Old Lion Family stood there in a daze, and it was only when Arthur placed a hand on his shoulder that the young man came back to his senses—

"Sorry, Lord Kledos, I..."

The Young Lion wanted to say something but didn't know how.

Arthur just smiled.

"Feels absurd?"

"Yes."

The Young Lion nodded.

"No need to find it absurd, this is the world you've seen.

It is inherently absurd and unrealistic.

Because—

It is just a makeshift stage, a patchwork troupe where anyone can step up and perform.

But whether it's met with applause or rotten eggs depends on the performer's capability."

Arthur shrugged as he spoke.

"So Baro got the rotten eggs?"

The Young Lion asked instinctively.

Arthur immediately became serious.

He said—

"No!

He is a rotten egg himself."

The Young Lion blinked and once again looked at the crawling Baro, immediately feeling that Arthur was right.

At the same time, Baro also looked at the Young Lion.

At the moment their eyes met, Lord Baro shouted immediately—

"Pistri, have you forgotten the honor of the Golden Lion Family?

Even if I am a traitor, even if I made mistakes, I am a member of the Golden Lion Family, and should be punished by the Golden Lion Family members.

Not insulted by an outsider!"

The shout was loud.

The people around frowned.

They felt Baro was right.

Long-standing mental shackles not only limited their wisdom but also confused their vision.

This wasn't their fault.

Because they are in this era.

Even the Young Lion couldn't escape.

Of course, the Young Lion wouldn't make a move, but the struggle in his eyes was evident.

Seeing this scene, Baro almost laughed out loud.

Fools!

A bunch of fools!

Lord Baro became proud again.

He seemed to have found a chance to survive.

Instinctively, Baro looked at Arthur.

Seeing Arthur's calm expression, even a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, he immediately said viciously.

"You have no right to judge me!"

The smile at the corner of Arthur's mouth became more wanton.

The young Spirit Medium said softly—

"Really?"

In the soft words, golden light began to flicker.