MOST POWERFUL HUSBAND, VOLUME 6 - Season 8 Episode 79

After hearing what Asher said, Lily and Summer were stunned. After they figured out who Asher was talking about, they revealed contempt.

“Asher, is there something wrong with your brain? He’s the Master of California. How can you compare him to your loser high school classmate?

“It’s an insult to the Master of California to mention them in the same sentence! To think that you’re actually saying that your classmate is the Master of California. You must be daydreaming! You haven’t even had a

drink yet, but you’re already spouting nonsense!”

Asher hurriedly explained, “I’m not spouting nonsense. It’s true! Look at what the Master of California is wearing. Isn’t his outfit exactly the same as what Lucas was wearing outside the door just now?

“Also, his stature, body shape, and posture are…”

“Shut up!”

Before Asher could finish, Lily slapped his face. “You fool, do you have a death wish? If others hear what you said, it’s definitely an insult to the Master of California! If you want to die, die alone. Don’t drag us down with

you!”

She actually hadn’t even paid attention to Lucas’s outfit just now. After taking a casual glance, she could already tell that his clothes were cheap, so she didn’t look at Lucas seriously anymore.

But she wouldn’t allow Asher to continue saying nonsense!

How could that damn loser compare to the Master of California, one of the main characters of today’s competition?

The loud slap landed on Asher’s face.

Asher covered his face, his eyes full of humiliation.

At this moment, he really wanted to stand up immediately and slap Lily back before leaving. But the thought of his poor sister made him freeze in place. He couldn’t stand up at all.

Summer glanced at Asher in disdain. “A man like you is indeed a piece of garbage! Lily was kind enough to bring you here to see the world, so you’d better behave yourself and watch obediently! But you keep spouting

hysterical nonsense that pisses everyone off. You deserved to get slapped by Lily. Blame it on yourself for failing to keep your mouth shut!

“If Lily didn’t think you were useful, how could you have found a girlfriend like Lily with your status? Psht!”

These insults made the seven-foot-tall Asher so furious that he trembled all over.

But when he thought that his sister had to rely on Lily to survive, he could only grit his teeth and force himself to bear with it.

If he wasn’t so useless, if he could be a little more capable, he wouldn’t have to be here to suffer at the insults of Lily and Summer!

While Asher was caught in the pain of self-blame and repression, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

“Asher, I’m here.”

Asher turned his head around and saw a man standing in the aisle next to him, looking at him with a smile. It was none other than Lucas.

Lily and Summer, sitting on the inner side, looked over when they heard the voice. Their faces changed drastically the moment they saw Lucas.

It was not only because Lucas, whom they had been certain wouldn’t be able to enter the venue, had actually managed to do so. But more importantly, they discovered that the clothes he was wearing were indeed

similar to that of the Master of California, whom they just saw from afar!

“Lucas, you… you’re the Master of California, aren’t you?” Asher hesitated for a long time before asking.

He clearly saw that the person standing among the bigwigs of California was Lucas. He was very familiar with Lucas, and he was certain he wouldn’t mistake someone else for him!

Lucas smiled. He didn’t intend to hide his identity from Asher. Besides, he would definitely fight in the martial arts competition later, and Asher would recognize him then.

“he”

Just as Lucas was about to admit his identity, a sharp female voice interrupted him.

“Asher! I’ve already warned you not to spout nonsense. Did my words fall on deaf ears? Or do you think that the slap just now was too light, so you didn’t learn your lesson?” Lily said ferociously.

At the same time, Summer sized Lucas up with a look of mockery. “You’re just a loser. How can you possibly compare to my dreamboat, the Master of California? Even if you’re wearing a similar outfit, it’s just a

coincidence. How could the Master of California possibly wear a shabby and unrefined outfit like yours?

“A bottom-feeder like you reeks of poverty, and you’re worlds apart from the gentlemanly Master of California! Don’t think you’re really the Master of California just because you’re wearing a similar outfit! Even if you

were wearing a crown, you’d never be a prince!”

After coming here, before Lucas could even say a complete sentence, he was immediately scolded from head to toe by Lily and Summer.

Asher was also scolded. At this moment, he even suspected that he had seen wrongly.

Perhaps Summer was right. The Master of California happened to be wearing similar clothes as Lucas, and they happened to have the same stature and body shape too. Asher began to wonder if he had really made a

mistake.

At this moment, he finally recalled that Lucas had suffered from poverty since he was in high school because he had lived with only his ill-stricken mother. She would have to go out to work every day to support Lucas

and herself.

Back then, Lucas wore extremely simple clothes that could even be considered shabby.

Besides, due to his poor family, Lucas would often be bullied by some vile kids who didn’t understand what it was like to go through hardships.

So at the time, Asher, who had a strong sense of justice, couldn’t stand it and decided to help Lucas. The two then became close friends.

In hindsight, it had only been around seven years since Lucas graduated. During this short period of time, how could he go from a penniless boy who had nothing to an overlord that could dominate California? It

seemed impossible regardless of how hard he strove.

Indeed, he was wrong!

Thinking of this, Asher took a deep breath and looked at Lucas apologetically. “Sorry, buddy. My eyes were playing tricks on me. I almost saw you as the Master of California and asked you a silly question. My bad!”

Seeing this, Lucas stopped speaking and smiled before sitting down beside Asher.

He didn’t have to say some things.

Anyway, they would naturally know when the time came. He didn’t have to waste his breath now.

In the VIP seats at the front, the rich and powerful people of California and Oregon were taking their seats one after another.

At this time, there were only two minutes left before the official start of the competition at 9 p.m.