Chapter 300: Powerful Syndicate

“Well, it just means that you are a worthless heir,” Pyth muttered, his tone laced with disdain.

Correl raised an eyebrow, and his gaze became dark and intimidating. “What the fuck did you just say?”

“You mean, you came from a powerful family, yet you are here, running from your creditors and working your ass off until you die?” Pyth laughed sarcastically and held Correl’s jaw, hard. “I know that I’m not your only creditor, Red. And how dare you curse at me, you shithead?”

With a warning, Pyth hit Correl’s head on the ground, causing the blood to flow from it. Correl also became dizzy, and his vision became blurry in a snap, yet he couldn’t do anything.

He helplessly kneeled on the ground, with his hands and feet tied. It was because Pyth’s people managed to find him earlier and bring him to their secret hideout.

“Hmm… I just had a bright idea, Red,” Pyth spoke, his hands caressing his chin while staring at Correl. “If you can’t pay us with money, what if we take some of your organs a