The return of the underestimated imperial master

Chapter 6

“What? Yuck! How can I need someone like him?” Anna muttered with gritted teeth as she watched Reed from a distance with a deep frown on her face as if her uncle had said the most absurd thing.

If she ever needed him, it's to get back the blank card and the bodyguard's contact she so much cherished!

She appreciated what he did to them but her uncle was taking things too far, obviously!

Her uncle had so much complimented that man that she was starting to wonder if he was not some long lost son of his.

That moment, Reed's cab passed by and the thought of the old man quickly faded off his mind. It did not take a while later before he eventually got back from the cab, looking around strangely.

Jelly street was one of the slum streets downtown but the people were genuinely happy with each other despite the fact that they were poor.

However, it was not what it seemed like now. It seemed deserted as if the people had been sent away from their homes.

Then, he hesitated, wondering if he was in the wrong place.

However, he was immediately convinced that he wasn't.

He could still see the familiar houses from his memories of three years ago.

At the end of his street was his family home, still detached from the main building which convinced him that he was in the right place.

What then was going on? Had the people really deserted the area? Was his brother also a part of this movement? He wondered as he walked into the apartment only to see that the detached part of the house had been badly destroyed.

For a while, Reed stood frozen as he tried to comprehend what the sight before him.

His parents had poured their hard-earned money into the building. How then could it have ended up like this?

Just when he was about to have the door creak open, he heard a violent noise that seemed extremely familiar.

However, Reed, not wanting to be involved in anyone's affairs opened the door ajar but the cries came again that made his heart shake with pain.

The last time he felt this kind of unbearable pain was when Sharon broke his heart. But this?

It definitely wasn't about her!

He thought and jammed the door before dashing off towards the direction of the cries that led him to the street's sauna.

From a distance, he could see two people being beaten aggressively while being threatened while some people stood at a distance, pointing their hands at them while terrified.

Only then did Reed realize why the street seemed deserted. It was all because of the scene that was before them.

Yet, it felt strange and weird. That was because even though the people of Jelly street were poor, they looked out for each other.

Now, two people were being bullied and they seemed frightened, not wanting to do anything about it?

And besides, why did it seem to cause more uproar within him?

“How could they do that to him after almost rendering him homeless? Do they know what they have caused him? In fact, at this rate, he will never be able to use his legs anymore!”

“Besides, why did Douglas have to interfere in this situation?”

Reed heard the moment he walked into their midst which further shocked him. Douglas was one of the respected old men in the street who was upright and just.

Why then would the people watch Douglas being beaten?

“Hypocrites!” He muttered as he kept walking forward, wanting to have a more clear view of what was going on.

They had beaten the first man to a pulp and made sure he had mud all over his face to the extent that he became unrecognisable.

Reed was sure he had never seen the man in his entire life judging by how tattered, wretched and badly beaten he looked.

Even the old man who was hit earlier seemed to have passed out and so, was neglected by them.

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard the man talk in groans as if he was about to give up on life, “I have repaid you everything you claim we owe you for the past three years my brother has been in jail”

That moment, Reed's body stiffened as he looked sharply at the man.

Was that really Vincent?

His brother?

He thought with his body vibrating with terror.

Then, the people noticed the wretched pauper who stared at Vincent and the old man as if he knew them. Fear erupted from their minds as they whispered for him to leave, scared that he would have to go through the same fate.

“Repaid?” One of the gang men asked with his voice laced in mockery.

He hit his head so hard as if there were visible hairs on it but yet, bald. Then, he laughed shortly before he hit the weak man on his head again.

It really is Vincent!

Reed thought as his body trembled vigorously.

“Fine,” Vincent said, his voice barely a whisper as he pulled out a few bundles of notes from his tattered trousers.

“Have this but please don't take our house from us. There's no place my brother will return to if he comes back from jail” The man pleaded, falling on his knees with his heart aching with worry while the men looked at him and laughed.

It seemed as though they enjoyed seeing him in misery.

“Oh! Your unfortunate brother?” One of the men asked with a sneer while they all laughed.

Only then did the man continue ”It's high time you give up on him because he died a long time ago! In fact, his eyes were first bulged out before they finished him in prison!”

Reed's chest tightened when he heard that.

Suddenly, a memory flashed before him.

A man's eyes were budged out in the same prison he was in by the iron prisoners who were the ruthless assassins that worked for the wealthy and powerful people in the city.

It turned out that they were sent to kill Reed but they did not dare to touch him.

Instead, they tortured and executed another prisoner and sent out videos, claiming they finished him.

At once, fury surged through Reed to the extent that his fingers curled tightly into his palms and made his knuckles crack.

“Cornell” He muttered, “ I will definitely come for you!” He continued with his voice laced with venom.

No one who had suffered in his place would die in vain!

However, Vincent shook his head not wanting to believe what the thugs told him.

His brother was definitely going to come back home which was why he held on for so long.

“My brother will come back” He muttered, not wanting to believe their lies.

“So, you see, We decide whatever happens to your miserable house! Judging by what your brother did to Mr. Cornell, you will forever be in debt!

In fact, your life is a debt to us!”

For a brief moment, the wind blew so hard that it suddenly sent waves of dust into the people's eyes that for a while, they were blinded.

The moment the dust cleared, all eyes widened in horror. The leader sprawled on the ground with his legs twisted apart while the rest of the gang fell on their knees with their bones sprawled.