Whitney coldly blocked David and Clark's way.

"Whitney, what do you want?"

Being stopped at the doorstep, Clark looked wary and suspicious.

"It's obvious. In the war revolving around Lana, he can't beat you, so he plans to use other methods."

David didn't understand Clark's character, which was shy and honest, and he hardly understood romance. Whitney, on the other hand, was a typical handsome blond guy who didn't lose much in appearance and had a previous emotional foundation. It was quite a failure that he couldn't compete with Clark.

"Clark, I warned you. Today's events are not my fault."

Whitney clenched his fists, making cracking sounds, and his expression turned cold and hard, as if he were a beast about to launch an attack.

"What gives you the courage, Whitney, to appear in front of my house in this manner?"

Ignoring his attacking posture, David looked Whitney up and down, his tone filled with confusion.

Whitney had been easily defeated by David in the past when they were at the bar with a few other football players. After that, Whitney couldn't deny that he felt a bit fearful of David, but that was in the past.

"I admit that you can fight, but now you can't even touch a hair on me."

Whitney sneered and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the fluorescent tattoo that was hidden under his clothes.@@novelbin@@

After joining that team, this tattoo gave him power, abilities that ordinary people didn't have.

"Whitney, even if you beat me up, it won't change anything."

Under the radiation unique to the meteorite, Clark's Kryptonian superpowers quickly dissipated. His legs weakened, and he felt uncomfortable, trying to persuade Whitney.

"This is the kind of solution that Lana doesn't like."

"I'll beat you first, then we'll talk."

Clark's words were like adding fuel to the fire. Jealousy flashed in Whitney's eyes as he threw a punch at Clark, who seemed to be in a daze.

David stepped in, trying to block the punch that was barely a tickle for Clark.

"Let me show you my power. Let me show you how I discipline your disobedient brother in front of you!"

Whitney, with his fist raised, sneered contemptuously. His body became like a phantom, passing directly through Clark and throwing a punch at his head.

"Hmm?"

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