The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

When they heard the sounds, the surrounding Lawrence family members all exclaimed, and many of them showed a look of astonishment on their faces.

James nodded his head lightly, showing a praising expression.

“Harold's so young, yet he’s already mastered the Yates family’s Iron Fists until this level.

This is indeed a rare sight, and it's worth being proud of.”

Tony was secretly happy about this comment, but he appeared unruffled on the surface.

“Harold's been training hard since he was a child.

He's considerably gifted, and his speed in cultivating the Iron Fists is estimated to be barely in the top five in the Yates family's history.”

"Sssst...” Those spectators that heard the conversation all gasped.

Lucas and Fabian's faces instantly turned uglier.

They were almost breaking out in cold sweats.

The spectators then turned to look at Josua, and they noticed that Nana was just standing there, appearing unbothered.

Moreover, he seemed to be oblivious.

Thus, everyone's gaze was either instantly filled with pity or gloat.

They all thought the son-in-law that George chose was only putting airs, and he could never defeat Harold.

“Take a good look! This is why I'm dubbed as the little genius!” Harold uttered as his muscles and bones suddenly wriggled under his skin.

At the same time, they were making crackling sounds, causing the air to vibrate as if it were powerful firecrackers.

Nana looked at Harold, shocked and happy.

“What a coincidence! Do you know that my nickname back home is The Genius Killer? It's because I'm great at teaching self-righteous kids like you.”

Nana was only a year older than Harold, yet he called Harold a kid.

If it were not because James was yet to announce the showdown had started, Harold would definitely rush up and tear Nana's mouth.

It was as if James also could not stand Nana's arrogant attitude, and he shook his head, uttering, “Start!”

“"Heaven-Opener Iron Fists!” Harold could not bear it any longer, and before James even finished his word, Harold had already roared.

Then, he dashed at Nana as fast as a cheetah.

His feet were stepping heavily on the ground, and the floor even cracked open from his force.

As if Harold's arms were filled with molten iron, they sounded like wind blowing when he swung them.

Then, like a heavy spear, it swept at Josua, wanting to break him in half by the waist.

Some of the Lawrence family members shut their eyes as they did not dare to watch what would happen next.

"Amazing!" Keith shouted.

No one knew if he did that on purpose, or he could not help but do so.

Although Harold was yet to slam Nana across the room, he was confident that he was winning, and the only thing that was awaiting them was the miserable situation where Nana was shot into the air. At this moment, Harold suddenly noticed a hint of shrewd light appearing in Nana's eyes.

As soon as the shrewd light appeared, Nana's whole mannerism changed

It was as if he was a hibernating beast that suddenly woke up, and it opened its eyes and widened its mouth, wanting to swallow everything.

Harold felt his scalp ineffably went numb, and he felt his blood froze.

“The Strangulation of an Angered Dragon!” Nana roared, and his body shook violently.

Next, his arm swiftly went around Harold's arm that was coming at him.

Then, as if his elbow was a battering ram, he crashed into Harold's hand mercilessly.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Harold's hand was twisted into a weird angle.

It was as if what hit his hand was not Nana's elbow, but a battering ram's log used to break open walls of a besieged place!

Not letting Harold have any chance to react, Nana acted as fast as lightning.

In an instant, his fingers appeared in front of Harold

However, Nana did not stab at his enemy like he usually did.

Instead, his claws turned into a palm, and he slapped Harold's cheek so hard that one could feel a gust of wind blowing.

The loud slap sounded like a clap of thunder.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard the sound.

They felt their cheeks suddenly warmed up as if Nana was slapping them instead.

When they looked at Harold, they could see that his cheek was red and bloody.

Puff!

Harold spat out a mouthful of blood along with half of his teeth.

His entire head turned to one side with his eyes rolled.

Then, as if he was a broken kite, he flew about five meters away.

With a loud bang, he fell to the ground and convulsed, unable to stand anymore.

At this time, Keith did not even finish shouting, “Amazing!”

Just as he stared stupefied at the scene, Keith saw Nana turning to him and smiled.

“Thank you.”

iL

You... You! I'm not...” Keith caught sight of Tony's resentful gaze at him.

He anxiously wanted to explain, but he was in such a fury that he stuttered

“Harold!” Tony naturally could not care less about Keith's anger.

He screamed and ran fast toward Harold.

Seeing Harold's head lying in a blood pool and his right hand twisted into an odd angle, Tony felt utterly humiliated and angry.

“Jerk! You dare to act so ruthlessly!” Tony glared at Josua, roaring.

Nana stared at him coldly.

"Are you going to blame me for his inferior skills? Rather than wasting your time being angry at me, why don’t you treat his injuries? Otherwise, your Yates family is going to have a tragedy where the genius ends up as trash.”

Tony's murderous intent intensified, and he abruptly lifted his head.

“I'm going to kill you!”

Nana's gaze became focused.

However, James suddenly appeared between them, blocking Nana behind him.

Nana was secretly surprised as he thought James was fast.

He noticed Tony's movement, but he did not even realize James'.

Furthermore, James stood between them and exuded an imposing aura that suppressed Tony. Tony was a fifth-stage True Martial Realm warrior!

“Tony, Harold's heavily injured.

I think you should treat him first.

If you delay any longer, he might have a lingering disease, which won’ t be good for anyone.

As for Nathalia... The Lawrence family will give the Yates family an explanation!” James might appear to be giving a suggestion, but from his tone, he was more likely giving him an order.

There was no room for negotiation at all.

"Someone, bring Harold to the medicinal hall.

Remember to use the best medicines..."

“There's no need for that!” Tony waved his hand and interrupted James, “I'll bring Harold back for treatment.

Chief James, you don't need to trouble yourself.

As for what happened today, I'll report it to our chief as it is.”

“That's for sure.

I'm sure Chief Clyde will understand that.” James nodded.

Tony knew that it was not beneficial for them to stay here any longer.

Moreover, it might even worsen Harold's injury.

Hence, Tony carried the unconscious Harold and glared at Nana with a resentful gaze.

However, Nana was not even looking at Tony, and Tony felt an indescribable sense of helplessness and annoyance.