Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 887: Chapter 515: Dark World_3

After all, to casually speak of having someone disfigure themselves sounds so light-hearted, but who wouldn’t be afraid of such a person?

The main reason was that Keth Johnson’s family clan was very powerful in their area, truly a family that could cover the sky with one hand, and no one dared to provoke the domineering Keth Johnson.

After Keth Johnson finished speaking, he casually drew a dagger and threw it in front of Ellie.

The mockery in his eyes could not have been clearer.

He raised his eyebrows and repeated his words once again.

“What’s the matter? Don’t even have the courage to do this, yet you say you’d rather die than follow me?”

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His words were extremely excessive, and even some people nearby couldn’t bear it anymore.

Ellie had always treated them well, and although her home was a bit poor, she had always been very polite to everyone.

So everyone took care of her in return.

Everyone knew Young Master Johnson had been pestering Ellie for a long time, but everyone restrained themselves because of Young Master Johnson’s status and didn’t say anything.

But now, if they continued to turn a blind eye, they feared Young Master Johnson’s next move might not just be to have the woman he fancied disfigured, but to drive that woman to suicide.

Ellie didn’t want to involve others, although she hoped that someone among the onlookers would come forward to rescue her and help her out of this situation.

But of course, no one would dare to openly confront Young Master Johnson.

So if it was her beauty that had brought her this disaster, then destroying that beauty wouldn’t be a problem.

Ellie picked up the dagger from the ground and held it to her cheek, the sharp, cold blade forming a stark contrast against her fair face.

A big part of why she didn’t dare to stand up to Young Master Johnson was that she lacked the ability, but more importantly, she had a mother at home who depended on her care.

She could have fought him to the death, even if it meant dying herself.

But if her mother were to be harmed by Young Master Johnson because of her actions, that was something Ellie wouldn’t want to see, even in death.

So, with a hardening of her heart, she prepared to slash the knife across her face.

Just at that moment, she suddenly felt her hand being pulled by someone, and she could no longer move it forward at all.

Quietly opening her eyes, Ellie saw a tall figure standing in front of her.

Logan stood against the light, with crumbs of pastry still at the corner of his mouth.

“Is this really such a big deal? Being beautiful isn’t your fault. Why should it be you who pays the price instead of someone else?”

Young Master Johnson hadn’t expected someone he had never seen in the town would spoil his fun.

He clenched his fists, squinted his eyes, and looked at Logan with malice.

“Do you know who I am? Daring to mess up my plans!”

Logan cast an indifferent glance at the brocaded Keth Johnson and let out a cold laugh.

“I don’t know who you are, nor do I need to know. But do you know who I am?”

Keth Johnson was taken aback for a moment, then asked somewhat blankly.

“Who are you?”

The next second, Logan’s figure blurred before him, moving so swiftly it left only an afterimage.

Before Keth Johnson could react, Logan had already materialized in front of him, his fist clenched, aiming a punch at Keth Johnson’s face.

Keth Johnson was utterly unable to take Logan’s punch, a punch without any added spiritual power was enough to send him flying.

Keth Johnson himself had also embarked on the path of cultivation, but the speed of what had just happened was too fast for him to react or use spiritual power to defend himself.

He held his bleeding mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“You dare to hit me?”

Logan ignored the hatred in his eyes and walked a few steps forward to look down at Keth Johnson from a higher position.

“Why wouldn’t I dare to hit you?”

The bystanders exchanged looks, stunned; they were supposed to protect Keth Johnson, but the current situation left them confused.

Not until Keth Johnson clenched his fist and yelled at the people by his side.

“Are you all pigs? He just hit me, and you’re not fighting back!”

Only then did the men snap to attention. Relying on their superiority in numbers, three or four of them attacked Logan at once.

But who was Logan, to be intimidated by these underlings? He dodged their attacks with a few swift moves.

And with each attack he didn’t evade, he responded with a fierce punch to the attacker’s abdomen.

In an instant, the men protecting Keth Johnson were clutching their stomachs, howling in pain on the ground.

“With such paltry strength, you dare to force yourself on a civilian girl, not even seeing what you’re really made of.”

Logan dusted off his hands, as if he found the dust left from hitting someone distasteful.

“I’ll let you off this time. If I catch you doing this again, I’ll make sure you regret it.”

After speaking, Logan looked at Ellie, who was still standing there stunned.

“Let’s go, what are you waiting for?”