Rise Of The Supreme General

Chapter 67

Adam and Stacey were led through the dimly lit, smoky interior of the bar, past tables cluttered with illegal goods and men eyeing them with suspicion. The air smelled of cheap alcohol, sweat, and gun oil—this was Viper’s territory, and everything about it reeked of danger.

At the far end of the bar, a door opened into a private pool room, illuminated by low, neon-blue lights. Viper lounged in the shallow end of the pool, two beautiful women clinging to his arms, their bodies draped in skimpy swimsuits. His devilish grin widened the moment Adam entered.

“Well, well… If it isn’t the supreme general himself,” Viper drawled, his voice slithering with malice. He waved a hand lazily, dismissing the two women, who slipped out of the pool with sultry looks and disappeared into the shadows. Viper leaned back on the pool’s edge, his tattooed chest glistening with water.

Stacey stood close to Adam, her hand casually resting on the hilt of her blade, eyes scanning the room for threats. Adam, as