Grand Return System-Chapter 118: The Line You Shouldn’t Cross
The Line You Shouldn’t Cross
Shan stepped forward, his eyes cold as he looked directly at Leon.
Seeing his father suffer such humiliation in front of so many people had ignited something dark inside him.
His voice carried restrained anger.
"Guardian Elder Leon... aren’t you going too far?"
"My father was only reminding you politely..."
Before he could finish—
Leon glanced at him.
Just a simple glance.
But the corner of Leon’s mouth lifted slightly, forming a faint, almost amused smile.
"Who are you?"
But the corner of Leon’s mouth lifted slightly, forming a faint, almost amused smile.
"Who are you?"
His tone was calm. Casual.
"You’re just a junior."
"Do you even have the right to speak here?"
The plaza suddenly grew quiet.
Several disciples sucked in cold air.
Leon continued, his voice still gentle but carrying an invisible weight.
"Why?"
"Do you want me to discipline you on behalf of your father?"
The words struck like a slap.
Shan’s eyes instantly turned sharp.
His fists clenched tightly inside his sleeves.
His knuckles turned white.
Yet—
He did not dare explode.
The pressure from Leon’s gaze felt like a mountain resting on his shoulders.
For a moment, even breathing felt slightly difficult.
Leon looked at him with the meaningfully.
His expression carried faint amusement.
But he didn’t continue.
To him, Shan was simply not worth the effort.
Originally, Leon had no interest in arguing with these two.
But the moment he arrived, they started throwing sarcasm and ridicule.
Even the most of patient person had limits.
Leon turned around calmly.
His gaze landed on Selena, Rias, and Harry.
"You three."
"Wait here."
"Don’t run around."
The three nodded obediently.
"Okay."
"Yes, Teacher."
Leon then walked toward the entrance of Emerald Crest Division.
Several other division masters followed him inside.
Soon—
The leaders disappeared into the hall.
The moment they left—
Harry could no longer hold himself back.
He burst out laughing.
"Hahaha!"
"God Leon is truly God Leon!"
"He’ll always be the greatest!"
"That was amazing!"
Harry slapped his thigh dramatically.
"That’s how you should do it!"
"Domineering!"
"Who dares to provoke us?"
As Leon’s self-declared most loyal supporter, Harry looked as proud as if he himself had just won a battle.
And he didn’t even try to lower his voice.
Across from him—
Shan’s gaze turned murderous.
Harry noticed.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Tsk."
"What are you staring at?"
"If you’re not convinced..."
He pointed at himself.
"Come fight me."
The surrounding disciples immediately froze.
This guy...
Is he insane?
Even Rias couldn’t help covering her mouth as she laughed softly.
Selena merely rubbed her forehead.
Meanwhile—
Several disciples of Secret Sword Summit were already trembling with anger.
One of them whispered furiously,
"Where did this brat come from?"
"I want to kill him."
Another disciple gritted his teeth.
"That mouth of his is too damn annoying."
"It’s infuriating!"
But none of them dared move.
Everyone knew he had come with Leon.
If he truly belonged to Amethyst Summit Division—
Then provoking him meant provoking Leon.
And even their own master Shera had just chosen to endure Leon’s provocation.
How could they dare act recklessly?
Rias leaned closer to Harry and said teasingly,
"You really should know your place."
"If you anger him too much..."
"I might not be able to save you."
Harry grinned shamelessly.
"Hehe."
"I’m not afraid."
Then he turned toward Selena dramatically.
"Senior Sister Selena!"
"You must protect me!"
"If he attacks me, you have to help!"
Selena looked at him with a blank expression.
Then she slowly sighed.
His ability to provoke people truly reached a terrifying level.
But surprisingly—
She didn’t dislike it.
After all—
He was standing up for her teacher.
As long as someone opposed Secret Sword Summit, Selena naturally felt some approval.
Meanwhile—
Shan’s eyes burned with killing intent.
His fists trembled slightly.
His pride had never been trampled like this before.
As the eldest senior brother of Secret Sword Summit, he was admired wherever he went.
Yet today—
He had been humiliated repeatedly.
First Leon.
Now this arrogant brat.
Shan’s voice dropped to a dangerous whisper.
"Boy..."
"You’re quite brave."
"You’ve successfully angered me."
"I hope you won’t regret what you’ve done today."
Harry blinked.
Then suddenly laughed again.
"Heh."
"Why does that line sound so familiar?"
He scratched his chin thoughtfully.
"Oh right."
"That’s exactly what I said the first time I appeared here."
Harry crossed his arms smugly.
"When it comes to arrogance..."
"I’ve never lost."
With Selena standing nearby, his confidence reached ridiculous levels.
He waved dismissively.
"Tsk."
"I thought you were some terrifying expert."
"But you’re only good at talking."
"Anyone can say harsh words."
"Back in my day, the harsh words I said were more than the salt you’ve eaten."
He even patted Shan’s shoulder casually.
"Young man..."
"Don’t be so impulsive."
Those words—
Were the final straw.
Shan’s anger exploded.
With a sharp sound—
His sword was drawn.
The blade flashed with killing intent.
But the moment he moved—
A sudden chill struck him.
Like a blade sliding across his soul.
His entire body froze.
A silent pressure had appeared.
Shan’s pupils shrank.
His gaze slowly moved.
And stopped—
On Selena.
She stood calmly beside Harry.
Her silver hair drifted gently in the wind.
Her expression remained indifferent.
Yet her blue eyes had turned cold.
For a single instant—
Shan felt something terrifying.
A deadly instinct screamed inside him.
If I attack...
I will die.
The thought appeared so clearly in his mind that even he was shocked.
Shan suddenly realized—
His back was drenched in cold sweat.
He slowly lowered his sword.
His heart pounded violently.
What...
What just happened?
As one of the strongest disciples of the new generation, only one person had ever made him feel this kind of fear before.
Kevin.
Yet just now—
For that single instant—
Selena had given him the exact same feeling.
And the conclusion was terrifying.
If he truly attacked—
He would die.
