Ansel could not discern what the two were saying at all. His brows furrowed, and his face began twitching. The men’s conversation only entailed several monosyllabic chirps, but it entertained him. He tried his hardest to hold back his laughter when Bridget abruptly shot him a sympathetic look. It made him freeze, stiffly turning to look at her in bewilderment. Bridget’s lips curved upward before she spoke in a low voice. “That expression of yours tells me you can understand the conversation between them.”The muscles on Ansel’s face stopped twitching when he heard those words. He had no clue whether Bridget was being serious; after all, while it was plain as day that the men were conversing, there was no way Ansel could discern the contents of their discussion.Edward and Darius met each other’s gazes; they had heard what Bridget said to Ansel. Although, they could not care less. “Things aren’t great,” Edward answered honestly. “When you left, many others did too. Those that remain
“I’m nothing more than a coward and a weakling,” Ansel thought, sinking deeper into the grief that consumed him. Darius, however, was calm as he turned to glance at Ansel before looking ahead at the burly man. He kept a steady tone while saying, “I understand you’re all upset with what happened and have already taken action to voice your dissatisfaction. You’ve harmed my subordinate despite him being unable to fight. What’s worse? He had just joined my company, West Atlantics Int’l, and he hasn’t even done anything to cross you.”Although Darius spoke calmly, the group before him had their hands on their waist. They jutted their chins and burst out into peals of arrogant laughter. One of them even leered at Darius while straightforwardly insulting him. “That’s funny of you to say. When your little subordinate joined West Atlantics Int’l has nothing to do with us. We’re here to get what we want, and we’ve made it more than clear to you. It seems you and your team aren’t mentally prep
“Thus, if you guys can stand before me like civilized humans and discuss the issue regarding your futures, perhaps you guys will end up in a different situation than that dead guy on the floor.”Grim silence befell the scene as the crowd looked at the floor.Darius kept his hands in his pockets, his eyes sweeping past everyone before settling on the man approaching him. “I’m impressed. You’re brave enough to come close even though I just killed your comrade. If your reason for approaching me isn’t to avenge your friend, then I can only assume you’re here to discuss a collaboration with me. Or perhaps you have other plans in mind. If so, feel free to tell me.”The man opposite Darius gulped. On his arm was a dark tattoo sleeve with an occult symbol in the center. Despite his terrifying appearance, he remained silent, not daring to utter a word while breathing heavily. His gaze was downcast, but his eyes darted everywhere in the room to search for an appropriate reason to answer Dariu
The man bravely lifted his head, casting a hopeful look at Darius.Following that, Darius lowered his head to stare at the man for some time before nodding. “I can allow it.”The man instantly relaxed, heaving a deep sigh of relief while his entire upper slumped forward. His forehead soon touched the floor, and he dared not speak beyond that point. However, his body was now blocking Darius’ path.That caused Darius to arch a brow before raising his foot above the man.Everyone held their breath at that instant. Shock even coated their eyes as the group wondered in unison, “Darius has already agreed to let that guy serve by his side, though. Is Darius going back on his word? Could it be that he’s going to kill that guy now?”To their disappointment, that did not happen; Darius just calmly stepped over the man, who only realized what had happened when Darius spoke up. “Next time, let’s hope that you can find a better spot to express your loyalty to me instead of blocking my way.”The ma
“It’s normal to assume anyone weak might become a slightly better fighter just because they now work closely with me as my subordinate. However, have none of you considered this—given my superior martial arts skills and abilities, how can any of my subordinates be ordinary people? Obviously, they can only be the best of the best and will always excel in some aspect over the general population,” Darius emphasized.Everyone standing opposite Darius widened their eyes in realization, the pieces clicking together in their minds. At the same time, their breaths grew heavier as they could not deny the truth in Darius’ words. Moreover, Darius was correct; they did not consider the possibility of his subordinates being remarkable figures like him.Placing both hands behind his back, Darius felt his patience run thin, so he spoke with an even frostier tone. “I believe all the necessary conflict and contradictions have occurred by now. So, whatever you guys decide to do in the following time i
Darius maintained a smile while speaking, but for some reason, it made the hairs down everyone’s back stand straighter. Even so, he did not allow anyone to voice their thoughts; While shrugging, he added, “You’ll die a most brutal death should you become my enemy. When that happens, no matter how much I don’t wish for that outcome, I won’t have a choice but to end you.”The men hesitated for a moment. They looked at each other, assessing what everyone thought before refocusing their attention on Darius. Gulping, one of them cautiously tested the waters, saying, “Doesn’t that mean you can end our lives as you please, at any point in the future, and as long as you feel it’s reasonable?”Although Darius had already killed someone in the blink of an eye earlier—not to mention that person died gruesomely—the remaining fifty men still had to question Darius. That was because they felt he would eventually do the same to them one day, and they could not accept it.Darius shrugged, flashing an
“I want Darius dead, and he knows this. Thus, regardless of whether I actually do anything, Darius will do everything he can to start trouble with me. If that happens, I’ll still be as good as dead, so I’d rather meet up with him now and take matters into my own hands.”With that thought, Wilson balled his fists tautly, shut his eyes, and steadied his rapid breathing.…At the hotel, Darius’ reaction was different; he was utterly relaxed after responding to the text. He sat on the sofa, crossed one leg over the other, and leisurely sipped his coffee. Glancing at his hotel room’s door, he knew four people were waiting to see him, so he announced, “You guys may enter.”The four then formed a neat line before him, and he glanced at the two who stood in the middle. One was his senior from university, while the other was his newly gained follower with a heavily tattooed arm. He shot a look at the latter just then.That immediately prompted Travis to step forward, his eyes lighting up with
“You look weak. I think you should turn around and flee now. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee whether you’ll get hurt,” said one of the tattooed men with his hands on his waist. He and his comrades jutted their chins arrogantly at Bridget, leering at her as if she were nothing more than entertainment. However, deep down, they were excited to see what a weak girl like her could do in a brawl and thought she was an easy opponent to defeat. Although not a word came from Bridget, the men’s impression of her vanished while their faces contorted with fear.That was because Bridget had made her first move, refreshing their memories of what had happened earlier when she vanished into thin air and reappeared to kill someone. Like before, she traveled nearly 35 feet across the lobby before the men could blink. On top of that, her hands somehow snaked around one of the men’s necks and ended him. The same thing happened less than two hours ago, yet the men had somehow forgotten about it entirely. N