Chapter 18

Seth was not angered by their insults. He was as calm as ever.

“I really don’t want to hurt you. You should retreat while you can.”

The truly strong would never hurt the weak.

Seth was trying to save their lives, but to the guards, it sounded like he was scared.

So they grew even cockier.

“Stop pretending, boy!”

“If only we could open up your head and see what’s in your brain. How could you be so cocky?!”

“Don’t waste your breath on him. Mr. Josiah said that once we break his limbs, we’ll get ten thousand bucks as a bonus!”

“Let’s get him all at once and kill him!”

…

Spurred on by money, the guards swung their heavy batons right at Seth’s head.

Inside the mansion, the Zacharies laughed to see such a scene.

“Look at him. He must be a pretender after all!”

“He’s just saying he doesn’t want to hurt them as an excuse. He’s trying to scare them.”

“Servants, bring my prized bottles on wine. Tonight, I want to celebrate.”

Finley and the others were all smiles, as though the out

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