Chapter 968: Throwing His Weight Around
Conrad came over to the Howard residence today without any intention of making a move directly, so he had only brought two bodyguards with him.
In his opinion, Felix would have been the only one a little difficult to handle. The rest of the Howards weren’t too competent. Besides, the helmsman was now a woman, so there was nothing to worry about.
As long as he, the former helmsman of the Piers, exerted some pressure, Florence probably wouldn’t be able to bear it and would only be able to yield to him and show weakness.
But he never expected that Florence would be uncharacteristically domineering and reject his request without hesitation.
This wasn’t all. He didn’t expect Florence’s son-in-law’s subordinate to have the guts to hit his grandson and bodyguards!
He had gone overboard!
“Who do you think you are? You’re just a servant of the Howards. How dare you speak to me like that?!” Conrad hollered furiously.
“Hmph, what are you putting on airs in front of me for? You’re just an old bastard throwing your weight around because you’re old.” Jordan snorted coldly in disdain. With raised brows, he walked straight toward Conrad. “It seems that you’re very upset about me hitting your people, huh?
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“But it’s pointless no matter how upset you are. This is the Howards’, and you’re in no place to bully others here.
“If I wasn’t worried that I would kill you with a slap, I would have hit you too!”
Then Jordan even deliberately shot Lucas a glance and asked, “Lucas, do you think I should throw this old man out?”
His words shocked everyone in the funeral hall.
The person standing in front of him was the former helmsman of the Piers. Why did Jordan and Lucas treat him as if he was an extremely ordinary person that could be manipulated at will?
Were they really not afraid of the Piers’ power and possible revenge?
But this thought only flashed past their minds for a moment. As long as they recalled what had happened in their home last night, they knew very well that Lucas didn’t take the Howards seriously at all, let alone the Piers, even though they were both among the top eight families of DC.
Who knew what kind of a background and power Lucas had, so much so that he didn’t even take the eight top families and the behemoth that was the Peerless Martial Association seriously.
Lucas didn’t bother to pay attention to what these people were thinking. He just said to Jordan, “Mr. Piers is already so old. If you touch him lightly, his bones might come apart. He won’t be able to take your blows. Just let him off on account that it’s Mr. Howard’s funeral today.”
Jordan naturally took orders from Lucas. Since Lucas told him not to touch Conrad, it would be better for him not to do so, lest he accidentally kill him, which would lead to greater trouble.
“Old man, since Lucas wants to let you off, I’ll let you off once. Count yourself lucky today. You’d better hurry back home and continue enjoying life, lest you die out there and face a terrible end!”
Jordan glanced at Conrad and laughed before turning around to stand behind Lucas.
Conrad was so enraged by what Jordan said that he was shaking. “You… you brats, how dare you insult me? I won’t let you off! Neither will the Piers!”
“Who has the guts to anger my father here?!” An angry bellow suddenly came from outside the Howards’ funeral hall, after which a line of thirty people suddenly barged in from outside and crowded the hall immediately.
The entire hall was full of people, including the ones already standing here in the first place.
“Wow! That’s Derek, Conrad’s eldest son and the current helmsman of the Piers!”
Someone from the Howards saw the middle-aged man walking at the front of the crowd and immediately exclaimed, “Oh my, Derek Piers is here too, and he actually brought so many people!”
The middle-aged man leading these thirty people to the Howards’ funeral hall was Derek, the current helmsman of the Piers.
Moreover, they were all tall and burly men who were obviously not to be provoked, as they each had a fierce aura.
Logically speaking, every guest visiting the Howards would have someone come to notify them in advance. But now that Derek had led this large group of people to the Howards’ funeral hall, it was clear that Derek’s subordinates had defeated the Howards’ people.
“Father, are you alright?” Derek first walked up to Conrad’s side and greeted him.
He had entered just in time to hear Conrad’s angry show and know that someone was giving his father a hard time.
The next second, Derek looked around the Howards’ funeral hall and asked loudly, “Who’s the bastard who had the guts to anger my father? Come out here immediately!”
His shout was as loud as thunder, greatly frightening everyone.
Many of the Howards were so frightened by Derek’s stern shout that they shuddered.
Jordan smirked and took a few steps forward. “What? Are you going to stand up for your old man? Why don’t you ask him what immoral things he has done?
“Oh, I almost forgot, that little bastard on the floor over there is your son, right? Your family is really something. Your old man is a bastard, and so is your grandson. As the helmsman, it seems like you’re not much either!”
Derek was stunned for a moment and then immediately saw Adam lying in the corner of the funeral hall. A maniacal killing intent instantly on his face. “How dare you lay a hand on my son?!”
He glowered at Jordan with a cold and menacing gaze. “Also, you’re the one who angered my father just now, right?! It seems that you really don’t know what death is!”
As soon as he lost his temper, his thirty men immediately got ready, their aura shockingly frightening.
Florence naturally couldn’t let Derek’s people harm Jordan. She walked forward and asked, “Mr. Piers, it’s my father’s funeral today. What are you trying to do by suddenly bringing so many goons here?”
Derek looked at Florence and said contemptuously, “My father came here out of goodwill, but look at how you’re treating him! You let your subordinate spout nonsense and insult my father and me. Is this how you treat your guests?
“Florence, although you’re now the head of the Howard family, you can’t be so ignorant of the rules. Once you marry me, I’ll have to teach you some rules!”