The Supreme War God Has Returned!

Chapter 010 – The Four Arrogant Young Men

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As it turned out, Crossway City’s higher-ups had already learned of West End’s victory, and more importantly, they had discovered that the Supreme War God had originated from Crossway and that he was returning tonight.

That was why everyone of them had gathered at the airport with their families in tow, bringing the most exquisite gifts they could find… antiques, rare treasures, family heirlooms, and even assets worth small nations.

All of it to impress him, gain his favor, and catch his attention.

The realization hit Zach like a slap to the face, and for a brief moment, his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

His first thought was that the six men at the West End had betrayed him.

But then the thought barely lasted a second before he dismissed it, knowing that only one person was mischievous enough to pull something like this… his master.

The man was one of the most powerful and oldest entities Zach had ever known… and yet, he was also the most infuriatingly childish.

‘He must have intentionally divulged my return, knowing how much I despised worship and grand welcomes.' This thought struck Zach.

In the next second, the image of his master laughing somewhere, utterly pleased with himself, flashed through Zach’s mind, and in the following second, his lips twitched.

“Tsk,” he clicked his tongue in helpless annoyance.

“Good thing I returned quietly,” he thought. “And even better… no one in this city recognizes me.”

Zach rubbed his temples, already imagining the headache he would have had if either of those had turned out differently.

Just picturing it made the muscles around his eyes throb faintly, then he let out another small sigh in relief.

However, once he understood the mischievousness his master was up to, Zach immediately made up his mind to leave immediately, aware that staying any longer would be too dangerous.

"Knowing that man," he mumbled to himself, "there is a high possibility he's already plotting his next move."

However, just as he lifted his leg…

“Tsk. Where does this stray dog originate from?” A voice echoed loudly before him, heavy with contempt and arrogance.

Zach paused, but before he could react...

“We’ve been standing here for hours, waiting for the Supreme War God, and this nameless soldier thinks he can just stroll in?”

Finally, Zach turned, his expression unreadable.

Standing not far from him was a group of four young men, all dressed extravagantly they looked as though they were competing to outshine one another.

At this moment, all four were glaring straight at him.

Seeing this, Zach glanced behind him, instinctively checking if they were speaking to someone else. However…

“Brat! He’s talking to you!” another voice snapped impatiently.

Zach slowly turned back, and indeed, all four were glaring at him with naked disgust, contempt, and hostility, appearing as though he were something unpleasant they had accidentally stepped on.

“How dare a rankless soldier like you come to a place like this?” one of them sneered. “Are you trying to cause a misunderstanding? Do you want people to think you’re the Supreme War God?”

“I’m furious!” another chimed in, clenching his fists dramatically, as though Zach’s mere existence had deeply offended him. “Who even allowed such a stray dog in here?”

“Exactly,” the fourth added with a scoff. “What if the Supreme War God arrives and sees you? Wouldn’t he think we’re insulting him by letting trash mix with us?”

Their words came in rapid-fire, each insult more exaggerated than the last.

Spittle practically flew as they vented their sense of superiority and frustration, their faces twisted with pure disdain and disgust.

Watching all this, Zach’s brows couldn’t help but furrow slightly.

He didn’t recognize any of them.… no, he had never seen them before, and yet, they were intentionally causing trouble for him.

Thinking this, his gaze drifted calmly to their side.

A pot-bellied middle-aged man stood there, his eyes closed and his chin raised, emitting sheer arrogance from just standing there.

Beside him was a middle-aged woman dressed in an expensive gown, her expression arrogant and aloof.

They were apparently the four young men’s parents, and yet, the two neither intervened nor reacted… clearly approving of it in silence.

The sight instantly made Zach’s eyes narrow slightly.

However, there was not even the tiniest trace of anger, irritation, or fury on his face.

He simply gazed back at the four rude young men, then at their hypocritical parents who pretended not to notice, and shook his head.

The gesture was light and almost dismissive.

He didn't even bother uttering a word.

Instead, he ignored them and walked away, a single action that instantly enraged the four even more.

“Did you see that?! That low-life just walked out on us!”

“How dare you?!”

“I’m so incensed!”

“If I weren't avoiding making a scene because of the Supreme War God's arrival, I would have made him pay for such a brazen act!”

Their voices, loud and unrestrained followed him, their insults thrown carelessly through the air.

However, Zach didn’t stop, turn back, or react.

Instead, to him, their words were no different from background noise… meaningless and utterly unworthy of attention.

Within moments, he exited the airport entirely, leaving the chaos and noise behind.

Once outside, the cool night air brushed against his face, then… he stopped.

There were two places he needed to go immediately. The ruins of his old home and Michelle’s house.

Each destination held its own memories... the first heavy with grief, while the second laced only with longing.

But as he glanced at the dark sky above, Zach exhaled quietly.

It was already late.

So instead of going to either of the two destinations, he flagged down a taxi and had the driver take him to a quiet hotel where he could rest until the next day.