No 1 Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 591

Another ten minutes passed before the silence and emptiness of the city's east airport was broken by the sound of a car's engine.

A business car slowly arrived with a large 'Martial' on the number plate.

It was the proof that the car came from Hopkins Martial Arts Association.

The car door opened and a middle-aged man dressed in a martial arts uniform stepped down, followed by several elites from the Martial Arts Association.

It was the president of the Martial Arts Association, Nathaniel.

Beside him stood a sturdy man with a powerful aura, none other than his compatriot brother, Kingsley.

They are staring out at the empty City East Airport.

"Shouldn't the people of Hopkins be welcoming the arrival of Mr. Miller? How come there's not a single person in sight?"

Nathaniel's secretary looked dumbfounded and asked out loud.

Nathaniel smacked his lips and didn't react either.

Normally, the airport in the east of the city of Hopkins was not empty.

It was only today that the upper echelons of Hopkins learned that Cassius, the Guardian of the West, was going to land at the airport in the east of the city and deliberately cordoned off the area.

All day today, no other aircraft were allowed to stay at City East Airport and it was completely cleared.

Kingsley hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked, "Could there be a mistake? Is he at the city's west airport?"

"No way!"

Nathaniel immediately waved his hand with a serious expression, "Mr. Miller has already said that he would land at the east airport of the city, how could he go back on his word and land at the west airport of the city?"

"That's odd, where are all those people who welcome him?"

All the people of the Martial Arts Association were filled with bewilderment.

Originally, what they had expected would be a welcome from the upper echelons of Hopkins, down to the ordinary people of Hopkins.

There were also people from Hopkins war zone.

And there was not even a figure in sight!

"I think they haven’t arrived yet."

In the end, Kingsley voiced his guess.

"Pompeii is a human society, maybe they have the news that Mr. Miller's plane was late, so they came late too!"

"It makes sense!"

After hearing Nathaniel's explanation, both Kingsley and his secretary felt right and waited patiently.

Not long after, some more vehicles drove up.

This time it came together.

"Here it comes!"

Nathaniel immediately revealed a smile and pointed at the vehicles.

Both Kingsley and the secretaries under him felt excited.

The vehicles were seen to stop and a dozen men in suits approached.

Kingsley immediately greeted them.

He recognised all these people, all the upper echelons of Hopkins.

Another car stopped and two youths got out.

One of them was young.

The other, on the other hand, had a walking stick and had a general air of gloom.

It was Olly and Angus of the Newman family.

Then, an old man with a stooped back and gray hair was assisted by Olly.

He was the head of the Newman family, Euan.

They stand together, waiting together.

Soon, however, Euan frowned, "Why are there so few people?"

Nathaniel froze for a moment, "Mr. Newman, weren't you the ones who prepared the welcome ceremony?"

Euan, Olly and the others immediately looked at the men in suits.

They were also frowning: "Go and ask what's going on."

The reputation of Cassius, the Guardian of the Westernland, was made famous by the Northernland Conference, but if he were to compare his popularity with that of Martial Maestro Jason, he would be out of his depth.

For one thing, the status of Martial Maestro in the martial arts world was not comparable to that of Cassius, and for another, if the two did clash, Angus did not think that Martial Maestro would be weaker than Cassius.

It was so open and honest that Cassius had no recourse at all.

"What to do now? Mr. Miller will be here in ten minutes."

Nathaniel's face was pale, while his heart was apprehensive.

It was the most basic etiquette to come to the airport to greet Cassius.

And he didn’t know if Mr. Miller was tolerant.

Such a silent airport, this was the way to greet him, Mr. Miller would have been furious.

Euan sighed, "It's too late to shout at people now, so let's just greet them."

Even the Newman family head, known as a wise advisor, was out of options, so the others could only wait with their heads held high.

While this was going on, there was a sound of an aircraft sweeping across the sky above.

A military helicopter landed with a dozen combat aircraft escorting it, an extremely impressive sight.

No one else but Cassius, the Guardian of the Westernland, could have made such a big show!

"Mr. Miller is here!"

Kingsley's voice trembled as he said, inwardly apprehensive.

Euan, Olly and some of Hopkins's upper class elite all stood in a line with serious faces.

The helicopter's propellers spun rapidly and a gale of wind howled as a tall figure stepped out from it.

It was Cassius.

He was tall, at 6'2", with broad shoulders, and gave enough of a sense of oppression just by standing there.

"Mr. Miller!"

Kingsley and the others immediately greeted them with smiles on their faces.

Cassius nodded lightly, but then his gaze changed and he asked, "How come there are so few of people?"