The Supreme Warlord

Chapter 7

Trevor walked calmly into the Nine Dragons Pavilion with his hands tucked into his coat pockets.

The luxurious lobby was bustling with activity as managers worked meticulously, the atmosphere noticeably tense. It was as though they were waiting for the arrival of someone truly important.

However, Trevor paid none of it any attention. He simply walked straight toward the reception desk without looking around.

The pretty receptionist smiled politely. “Good evening, sir. How may I—”

“What the hell! You again?!”

A sharp female voice suddenly cut through the lobby. Several guests who were nearby immediately turned their attention to the commotion.

Trevor frowned slightly before turning around.

Lisa was already storming towards him in her high heels, her face filled with anger and disbelief. Amelia and Cameron were right behind her, following at a slower pace.

“You creep!” she snapped furiously. “Why do you keep following us around everywhere?!”

Trevor took a deep breath, his patience thinning rapidly.

“I’m not following you around,” Trevor replied in irritation.

“Then why are you here?!” Lisa spat back aggressively.

“That’s none of your business,” Trevor replied coldly.

Amelia folded her arms across her chest, her cold blue eyes fixed on Trevor with clear hostility.

“Enough with the act,” she said frostily. “Cloud City isn’t that small. Are you really stalking us?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” Trevor scoffed. “This is the second time I’ve run into you two today. Are you stalking me?”

“You—!” Amelia blushed angrily. She had never met such an ignorant yet insufferable person before in her life!

She was the CEO of Rose Corporation, a multi-million-dollar company! Why would she need to stalk a mere soldier?!

“Me what?” Trevor mocked, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he stared straight at her.

Amelia's face darkened with fury, but before she could continue speaking, Cameron suddenly stepped forward with an arrogant expression on his face.

“Who allowed a rat like you to step inside this building?” Cameron asked coldly as he glared at Trevor. His eyes swept over Trevor’s plain military uniform with obvious disgust.

From how plain his uniform looked, it was clear that he did not have a good time in the military.

Trevor narrowed his eyes slightly. “And you are?”

“This is Cameron. He is on a completely different level when compared to a peasant like you,” Lisa answered disdainfully.

“The difference between you and him is like the difference between heaven and earth,” she added with clear superiority.

Trevor scoffed inwardly at her statement. If she knew his real identity, she would know how laughable her words truly were.

“I don’t care who he is. He is just an ant to me,” Trevor said calmly.

Cameron’s expression instantly darkened with rage.

“What did you just say?” he asked coldly, his voice dripping with threat.

“You heard me,” Trevor replied indifferently.

“I have never seen such an ignorant fool before. This is definitely a surprise. Amelia, how did you even come across this trash?” Cameron laughed angrily while shaking his head.

Trevor glanced at Amelia briefly, then spoke before she could answer.

“She is my fiancée.”

Amelia's beautiful face flushed red with anger as the atmosphere turned frigid instantly.

“Don’t talk nonsense!” she snapped immediately. “That engagement means nothing! I will speak to Grandpa and get it cancelled no matter what!”

However, Cameron's expression had already turned ugly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his hands curling into fists at his sides.

Fiancé? This lowly soldier was Amelia’s fiancé?

Although he had heard rumors about the Lockwood family arranging a marriage for Amelia, he never expected it to be true. Even worse, her fiancé was actually some nobody. A lowly soldier to boot!

“So you are the trash the Lockwood family picked for Amelia?” Cameron sneered with heavy disdain. “You are not even qualified to polish my shoes. How dare you shamelessly call yourself her fiancé?”

“He is just a shameless stalker and pretentious fool,” Lisa added mockingly. “He probably saw Amelia’s beauty and decided to cling to her like a parasite.”

Trevor’s expression turned cold as ice.

Cameron stepped closer and looked Trevor up and down disdainfully.

“Listen carefully,” he said arrogantly. “A place like the Nine Dragons Pavilion is not somewhere a lowly soldier like you can enter. You will fit right in standing outside as a security guard instead.”

Before Trevor could reply, a waiter hurried over after noticing the commotion.

“Young Master Cameron, is there a problem?” the waiter, Simon, asked fawningly.

Cameron immediately pointed at Trevor with a disgusted look on his face.

“This rat wandered in here and is disturbing the peace of this place. Throw him out,” Cameron ordered coldly.

The waiter immediately turned toward Trevor. He noticed his plain appearance and saw that he looked completely ordinary. His polite expression disappeared immediately.

“This is not a place that trash like you should be causing trouble,” he said coldly. “Please leave immediately.”

“And why exactly should I leave?” Trevor asked coldly, his voice carrying undeniable authority.

“That is because trash like you are not welcome here. People like you only lower the standards of this establishment,” Simon replied with open contempt.

“You better leave while I am being nice. If the security gets here, I will have you beaten up before throwing you out!” Simon threatened contemptuously.

The commotion caused had already drawn the attention of everyone in the lobby, and they immediately started gossiping among themselves.

“Who let him in?” a middle-aged man in an expensive suit glanced at Trevor’s plain appearance in disgust.

“Hah, look at his clothes,” someone else chimed in. “Can he even afford a glass of water here?”

“Hmph. He is probably one of those trash that wandered in without knowing his place.” A woman adorned with diamond jewellery said scornfully.

The mocking whispers grew louder and louder, with several people looking at Trevor with great contempt and disdain.

“This place is not somewhere trash like you can enter casually,” Cameron glanced around the magnificent lobby with pride. “The lowest annual spending requirement here starts from hundreds of thousands of dollars. The third floor alone requires connections most people cannot even imagine.”

“How can a mere soldier like you ever afford to even step foot inside here?” He sneered arrogantly.

Cameron stepped closer to Trevor with a threatening posture.

“Let me give you some important advice. A very important guest invited personally by Isaac Rutherford will be arriving tonight,” Cameron smiled coldly. “If you offend someone like that by causing trouble here, nobody in Cloud City will be able to save you.”

“Trevor, you better save yourself the trouble and leave now. Do not even expect my grandpa to clean up your mess. Not even he will be able to save you if you keep causing trouble here,” Amelia said coldly.

Trevor stared at them calmly and then replied with a cold smile. His reply carried a hint of nonchalance and unhurried composure that surprised everyone present.

“Oh really? But what if I say the ones in trouble might be you instead?”