Luciano feels a chill down his spine. "Who are you?" He asks in a barely audible whisper, adopting a combat posture.Jordan chuckles dryly. "You just asked of my identity from Lorenzo and now that I am here in flesh and blood, you are asking who I am? What do you really want?""You are the Mafia Lord?"Jordan smiles without responding and starts walking towards him, his aura increasing with each step he takes. Luciano hurriedly grabs Lorenzo's neck and yells, "If you take one more step, I'll snap his neck!"Jordan's jaw clenches at the threat. He never likes to be threatened. But he, however, obliges and stops walking. He can't act recklessly as any careless mistake might cost him the life of his friend and subordinate. He might never forgive himself if such a thing happens. He looks at Luciano, marries his gaze and asks with a smile, "Didn't you ask for my identity so you will meet me? Now that I'm here, shouldn't we talk?""Talk?" Luciano scoffs. "Who do you think you are? Are yo
"You..." Luciano staggers backward. "Who are you? How is he that you are still alive?"Jordan ignores his question and disappears from his spot, reappearing in his front the next instant. He grabs him by the collar and jerks him off his feet. "You, punk dared touch my subordinate?"SLAP!"Who gave you the guts?"SLAP!"You said you will kill me? Do you have what it takes?"SLAP!With each question Jordan asks, he lands a slap on Luciano's cheeks. By the time he is done, so many of Luciano's teeth have been knocked off and his cheeks, nose and lips are bleeding. But that doesn't satisfy Jordan. He drags him to the same pole he tied Lorenzo and ties him there, picking up the same long nail-tailed belt the burly figure used to whip Lorenzo."I hope you enjoy having a taste of your own medicine," Jordan sneers as he begins whipping him. For several hours, Jordan keeps whipping him until his hands are bleeding and there is nothing left of the belt.Through this moment, Luciano had fainted
WORLD APPARELS GALAXY...One of the office windows makes a cracking sound and a bloodied Jordan jumps in.He briskly walks into the restroom to freshen up. Almost an hour later, he walks out with a towel wrapped around his body, his phone in his hand and sits down in the Chairman's seat. He scrolls through his phone and locating Arthur's number, dials it.The call is instantly picked up on the first ring, followed by Arthur's cheerful voice, "Hello, Sire.""Where are you, Smith?" Jordan doesn't beat around as he directly asks."I'm still in the office, Sire.""Good," Jordan lets out a breath of relief. "I need clothes. I'm in the Chairman's office. Can you help me out?""Sure, Sire," without asking questions, Arthur agrees and Jordan hangs up.A few minutes later, Arthur walks into the office with a shirt, pants and underwears. He respectfully hands them to Jordan."Thank you," Jordan mouths as he takes the clothes from him and enters the relaxing room to change. He walks out a few min
"Hmph! We will see about that!" Kevin snorts and hoists another fist at Jordan. But just like in the first, Jordan clamps down on it and no matter how Kevin struggles, he can't free his hands from Jordan's grip."Ah!" A trace of fear appears on his face. Before he came to claim Jordan's life, he'd believed Jordan wouldn't stand a chance and would only watch helplessly as he takes his head. Little did he know that his opponent will be this powerful.Beads of sweat are cascading down his cheeks and he is in panic. Now, he understands why Vincy died at Jordan's hands. Noticing his fear, Jordan releases his grip on Kevin and casually waves a finger, causing him to be sent flying. He vanishes from his spot and reappears in front of Kevin, stepping on his chest as he asks, "Who sent you?""Margaret! Vincy's wife," Kevin doesn't dare hold back any information as he replies, panting. He no longer looks like the arrogant man who challenged Jordan not long ago but like a goat on the verge of b
"No... No," Jordan's question snaps Kevin out of his daze. "My name is Kevin Snow. I just recently came back to East Veridora. I've been overseas. As for my relationship with Margaret...," he pauses and scratches his hair, seemingly hesitant to speak.Jordan narrows his brows. He can already tell Kevin's relationship with Margaret through his reluctance to disclose it.His face crinkles in disgust as he says coolly, "It has only been a few days since Vincy died and you are already disrespecting him by sleeping with his wife? You couldn't even let his mourning period end?""I've known Margaret before her husband. Our relationship is kinda complicated," Kevin says in defense, shrugging. "Besides, I wasn't the one who chose to disrespect Vincy, Margaret did. The woman would do anything to have you killed even if it means sleeping with another. As long as the person is willing to take up the course. I couldn't let such an opportunity slide.""Mmm," Jordan hums and removes his foot from his
In the cold evening, on the foot of one of the mountains in Vincy Martial Arts school...The Grim Reaper sits on the ground in a lotus position, his eyes closed and his hands clasped together. His appearance is covered in a white mist and his aura keeps increasing every second, almost reaching to its zenith.He appears to be about to make a breakthrough in his cultivation rank and move on to a new rank. But suddenly, his body jerks as if electrified, and his eyes fly open. Instantly, the white mist disappears, revealing his face, which appears to have a trace of fear."Why is he suddenly looking for Margaret?" he whispers, tilting his head."Hmm," without bothering to figure out an answer to that question of his, he hurriedly stands and disappears.The next second, he appears in front of Jordan and without caring about the students groaning on the ground and those standing around and gazing at Jordan wearily, he immediately drops to his knees. "My Lord," he bows face flat to the gro
Downtown, East Veridora...In a softly lit luxurious room, Margaret clad in a revealing nightgown, sits on a king-sized bed wearing a troubled expression. There is a glass of juice in front of her but she seems not to be in the mood for drinks and her gaze is tightly locked on the door.It's been hours since Kevin left to kill Jordan as agreed and bring back his head to her but he hasn't returned. She has tried calling his line but it hasn't been going through, making her so worried.Her mind is running far and wide, considering all the possibilities that could bring about that. Could it be that something has happened to Kevin too?It's no secret anymore that Jordan is so powerful as even The Grim Reaper for some reason spared him even after what he did. She is left wondering if she had made a mistake by putting her trust in Kevin. After all, she has never seen him fight before so she can't tell how strong he is.If Jordan already defeated him, that means she had allowed him fuck her
Vincy Martial Arts school...The Grim Reaper has returned to the foot of the mountain and is sitting in a lotus position. He appears to be trying to continue his cultivation as he was close to having a breakthrough earlier, but his mind is too chaotic. He can't seem to concentrate.He lets out a depressing sigh and opens his eyes, retracting his aura which had already built up. Simultaneously, he stands up with his hands to his back and glances around, taking in his surrounding."My Lord," a voice suddenly sounds and the next second, a young lad materializes behind him. He gets on one knee and bows."Get up and speak," without bothering to turn, The Grim Reaper orders."Yes, My Lord," the young lad obliges and rises to his feet. "I've investigated and found out what prompted Mr. Callahan's sudden appearance to the school.""Hmm," The Grim Reaper hums. "Do tell.""I fou...," For several minutes, the young lad takes his time to disclose to The Grim Reaper all he found, not leaving any d