Horace was starting to panic. If Mr. Bleu said that these people were powerful martial artists, that meant they were very powerful indeed.But why hadn’t he warned him before he came in?Hunter held his phone tightly and kept dialing the same number. It was already past midnight. He knew now that whatever was happening tonight was completely out of his control.After around two hours later, there was a loud honking and the sound of brakes outside the house.An anxious voice floated into the house. “Father? Warwick? What’s going on at home? Who are those people outside—”A middle-aged man in a shirt entered the house with two uniformed men behind him. As they walked into the middle of the living room, they saw the two dead women sprawled on the ground. The stench of blood was also very strong.“What? What happened? Who did this?” The middle-aged man looked similar to Hunter and carried the same commanding presence. Warwick suddenly burst into tears. “Walter! Isaac did this! He’s the on

“Hurry, let’s leave now!” Horace stared at the bodies as he scrambled to his feet. He hurried out of the house, wanting to go as far away from the bloody scene as possible.In the car, Horace tried wiping his sweat with some paper napkins. “Just how powerful can a 5-star general be? Even Walter had to kill himself in front of him. He’s fucking scary.”“I’m not sure. Maybe he is quite powerful after all,” Patrick said with a frown.“This Isaac was a wolf in sheep’s clothing all along.” Horace gritted his teeth.Patrick paused momentarily before asking, “Are you really planning to leave Southland, as he said? I think there’s any real need to do so.”“What do you mean, Mr. Bleu?” Horace immediately turned to look at Patrick.“I may not understand what it’s like in the army for him, but after what he pulled at Divine Fists School, he’s made a grave mistake. There’s a huge difference between the martial and modern worlds.”Horace perked up. “Are you talking about the Astraeus?”Patrick nodd

Thump! Thump!Isaac bounced the bat on his hand as he walked over toward Edward.“Isaac, what the fuck are you trying to do? Let me go! Get your fucking hands off me!” Edward roared.“If you dare to hit me now, the Owens will never forgive you! The Owens have promised us protection. We’re working together now. Get the fuck away from me!”Alec watched as Isaac menacingly walked toward his son. He pointed at Isaac and yelled, “If you dare to—”Thwack!The baseball bat hit Edward squarely and heavily on his ankle.“Fuck!” Edward tensed and screamed in pain as he started to tremble.Alec’s eyes doubled in size. Margaret, on the other hand, covered her eyes in fright.Isaac lifted the baseball bat again and swung it at Edward’s other ankle.Crack!“Fuck!”Edward fell to the floor and started spasming in pain, screaming like a pig about to be slaughtered.“Now that I’ve hit you, what will you do about it? The Owens family doesn’t even exist anymore,” Isaac said, turning to look at Alec.Andr

“Wait, how is this possible? It was a huge, luxurious mansion! And there were so many servants at the house too! How…”“There’s a rumor that the Owens family offended a powerful figure, and this was the outcome. Do you think it might have something to do with Isaac?”Edward laughed loudly and said, “Isaac? He’s nothing. It has got to be an accident. But what a pity! Our only hope to get rid of Isaac is the Kenne family.”He said, “By the way, Randall, I’m going to need your help dealing with Pegasus No. 1. I’ve got the signed documents from that bitch Allegra to say she’s giving up the procurement of that land.” Edward then removed the documents from under his pillow and gave them to Randall.At the same time, at a high-end club in Aurum County, Wilson sat on a large, comfortable couch as he asked his assistant coldly, “Has everything been arranged for tonight?”The assistant hurriedly nodded. “Everything has been arranged. We found one of Mr. Marsh’s old college friends, and she’s agr

“Here, why don’t you get up first? Ally, take the kids into the house, please.” Isaac frowned as he helped Wendy up.After hearing Wendy’s story, Isaac looked at her and asked, “Do you believe that your husband is that kind of person?”Wendy shook her head and sobbed, “I was furious at first, but it didn’t make sense when I thought more about it. He rarely goes out at night, and even if he does, he doesn’t drink alcohol. He said that he’s a public official, so he has to take great care to maintain his and his employer’s reputation.”She continued, “Without being so careful, he wouldn’t have been able to stay in his position for the last two years. He doesn’t even take cigarettes from other people, let alone a sum of money. Mr. Garten, I believe that Louis was framed. But now, they’ve taken him away!”“It’s fine as long as you believe in your husband. Let’s go over to the Internal Affairs office, then. We’ll get him out,” Isaac said with a nod.Wendy was a teacher. She wasn’t well-conne