Zane was just about to speak when he was suddenly caught off guard by the kick that sent him sprawling on the floor again. He writhed in pain and looked at his master, not understanding what was going on. Shouldn't Kian be the one receiving the beating instead? Master Caldwell sneered after seeing the clueless look on his face. This fool was bound to die of ignorance! As a matter of fact, Master Caldwell was well acquainted with the top echelons of Valoria country and naturally knew who Kian was. Besides, the latter once saved his life. He was fearful and grateful to this king of war so how could he watch his former student act so disrespectful to him? "From today henceforth," Master Caldwell gave Zane a cold glare that sent a bone chilling feeling down his spines. "Our relationship is severed. I am no longer your master." Zane's eyes widened and he struggled to hold his pain as he scrambled to his feet to plead. He knew the consequences of being disowned. It was unimaginable!
Savannah smiled and read through the contract agreement in her hands again, still in disbelief. Master Caldwell had really agreed to work with her gallery. He promised to provide as many artworks as she wanted and even told her a secret. He had other artworks which have never been revealed to the public. They were going to cause a buzz once they were displayed in the gallery during the exhibition. And all that was free. Savannah was giddy with joy as she held the document carefully, treating it like it was fragile. She was so lost in thoughts, she didn't notice when Kian returned to the office. He and Oscar had accompanied the old man out earlier. "Are you that happy?" Kian tapped her desk to grab her attention. She looked up at him and her smile widened. Dropping the document, she walked round the table to him, "I've never felt this happy for a long time." Before Kian knew what was happening, she hugged him and told him sincerely, "Thank you... It was all because of you."
Savannah found a decent diner that was a short distance from the gallery and drove there. Noticing how Kian looked around when they walked in, Savannah felt a bit embarrassed. "When I make more money, I'll treat you to an expensive dinner," She thought he was dissatisfied by the cheap interior design of the diner and hurriedly explained. She really couldn't afford much at the moment, but she made a mental note to treat not just him but the entire team to a celebratory dinner when the gallery finally starts making profits. "This is fine. I'm not complaining," Kian shook his head and smiled before leading the way. He wasn't unfamiliar with cheap diners like this, after all, he has had worse while on missions. The couple had no difficulty finding a table and went through the menu once they were seated. A waiter approached them to take their order and Savannah reached into her bag. After they had made their orders, she handed over her card to the waiter. Who knew someone fro
Kian walked into the empty classroom with a gloomy expression. He raised his phone and called the class teacher again. RING! The next second, the chiming sounds of a phone reverberated in the classroom. The teacher's phone had been tossed to one side of the classroom and as Kian walked towards it, he suddenly heard a muffled sound. He halted, unsure if he had been mistaken but when he disconnected the call and the phone turned silent, he could hear the muffled sound again. "Mmph!" It was coming from the teacher's desk and it sounded like someone was struggling. Kian walked towards the desk steadily but stopped in his tracks when he saw the person making the sound. "Mmph!" It was the class teacher. He was looking disheveled and all tied up. His mouth was also sealed which explained why he was making the muffled sound. His face had a large, dark bruise like he had been hit by something hard. Kian crouched and untied him in a swift movement. As soon as the young man was
The contact number was completely untraceable no matter how Wesley tried to track it. Eventually, he called Kian and admitted his disappointment."General," His voice was unsteady with an underlying hint of fear. "That number does not exist."Kian didn't show any reaction to his words. In fact, he already expected that as he had tried to call the number many times. It seemed that person could only call him but he couldn't do the same."Hmm.""Hmm?" Wesley was confused. Was the general not angry? He would have mobilized some army forces to help out if the general hadn't instructed him strictly not to do so. "That person doesn't want to be found. He wants me to come to him."By now, Kian already had a vague understanding of the intention of that person. He was also waiting for the address but there was no message yet. However, he was a bit assured that Noah would be safe for the time being.That person wouldn't dare act rashly if he wanted to lure him there. So although he threatened t
Jack looked at Maddox's face which had stains of tiny blood droplets and shook his head. Ever since he learnt that his nephew, Felix lost his manhood and was even killed, he seemed to like castrating his victims now. The first time Jack had witnessed such a horrifying scene, he was a bit frightened but now he no longer reacted to it. "Boss," Another man emerged from the shadows, holding a laptop and wearing headphones. "He has gotten the message." "Good," Maddox tipped his hat and turned to look at Jack who was wiping his hands. "Are you sure you want to take the kid there?" Jack dropped the dirty rag and rushed up to him, affirming eagerly, "He humiliated me that night. He must have a taste of his own medicine. Then I'll track that woman and make her mine." Jack grinned dreamily like he already had everything planned out. He didn't notice the mysterious smile on Maddox's face. "Fine but you have to work harder tonight. He has some military connections. He is more difficu
Jack chortled at the boy's words and stalked towards the cage. Even though the boy tried to get away, there was only little he could do. Jack caught him and dragged him out roughly. "Let me go! Daddy loves me the most! He will come for me! Let me go!" The boy didn't stop crying. PLAK! "Shut up, you little bastard!" Jack slapped him hard out of frustration. Noah's tender cheek immediately reddened and swollen. He couldn't make another sound out of fear and cried silently. Jack indifferently pulled out one of Noah's short hands. "Just how much pain will that bastard feel when I chop off your fingers... I guess we'll just have to find out." Noah shook his head frantically and cried louder as Jack raised his knife and lowered it speedily. SLASH! Noah screamed loudly. However, it wasn't because his finger was chopped off. It was because— "Gah!" Jack let out a strangled gasp as he staggered backwards, lifting up the bloody stump of his mutilated arm. His severed wrist
Kian held the man's gaze in the dimly lit room and shook his head slightly before raising his own blade. SWOOSH! Before the assassin could react, Kian moved fluidly, his presence flickering out of the dim light so the assassin couldn't discern his movement. When the assassin could finally react, he only felt clothes brushing against him and wielded his blades forward in an attempt to strike. CLING! Kian evaded the attacks and made his own move. The strike was so light and casual, the assassin only felt the cold steel strike him and didn't react in pain. When Kian stepped back into the light, the assassin's gaze focused on him with a strong killing intent but however, when he tried to move, his body did not obey. His insides coiled with an overwhelming pain, he turned dizzy and the blades fell out of his hands. Stumbling forward, he collapsed, panting heavily. Blood gushed out of the pierced hole in his back, splashing all over. "How is this possible?" Maddox staggere