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He looked like a total wreck-hair messy, face a mess of purple and blue, blood leaking from his busted lips. Finally, he broke down, sobbing openly in front of everyone
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Kingsley’s voice was cold. “Lionel, move a muscle, and I’ll kill this idiot on the spot.”
Lionel immediately backed off, breaking away from Phantom Eye. His eyes burned with rage as he spat, “Kingsley, let Finley go, or the Hidden Dragons will never stop hunting you!”
Kingsley did not respond with words. Instead, he stepped on Finley’s hand-then pressed down, grinding his foot hard.
Finley yelped in pain. “Mr. Thurman, help me! Please, save ne!”
His face turned red as veins bulged across his forehead. He screamed in agony, thrashing beneath Kingsley’s foot.
The Hidden Dragons members watched in horror, their scalps tingling. They all thought Kingsley was brutal-no, he was downright ruthless.
Lionel’s eye twitched as he roared, “Stop! Let him go! We’ll back off- immediately!”
Kingsley finally lifted his foot and let out a slow chuckle. “Oh? Now you’re willing to talk like a reasonable man, Mr. Thurman?”
Lionel’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, his teeth grinding together. “Let him go, and the Hidden Dragons will leave.”
Kingsley’s tone remained indifferent. “Leaving Moonlit Apothecary isn’t enough. I want every single one of you out of Jayrodale.”
Lionel’s fury erupted. “You’re pushing it too far!”
Kingsley’s expression did not change. “If you can’t do that, then I’ll just kill this little mutt right here and now.”
Lionel swallowed his rage and barked, “Kingsley, listen up! Jayrodale is a crucial target for the Hidden Dragons. Do you really think you can hog it all to yourself? Dream on!”
Kingsley shook his head, his patience wearing thin. “Guess you didn’t hear me the first time. Fine-let’s start with Finley’s head!”
With that, he lifted his foot, ready to stomp Finley’s skull into the pavement.
“Mr. Thurman, help! Save me!” Finley shrieked in terror.
If Finley got his head crushed right in front of them, they would be haunted by that sight for the rest of their lives.
Lionel let out a furious bellow. “Fine! We’ll leave Jayrodale! Now let him go-right now!”
His face twisted with rage, veins bulging along his temples. He was being pushed to the edge of sanity.
Kingsley smirked and kicked Finley away like a piece of trash. “Get the hell out- now.”
Lionel rushed forward as his men scrambled to check Finley’s condition.
Once they confirmed he was not dead, Lionel’s eyes darkened with venom. “You think this is over? Finley’s granduncle is our leader! Kingsley, you won’t be running Jayrodale forever!”
As the Hidden Dragons left Moonlit Apothecary, Lionel’s face was grim, his rage simmering beneath the surface.
He had arrived in Jayrodale full of ambition and had been sent here on a mission straight from their boss. et, the moment he stepped in, he got humiliated. Worse, he nearly lost Finley.
One of his men growled, “Mr. Thitman, what now? Are we really gonna let that bastard chase us out of Jayrudale?
Lionel remained silent, his expression unreadable.
Another gang member cursed, “Hell no! Patch up Finley, and we’ll come back swinging!”
Lionel snapped, “I’diot! What good will that do? Are you blind, or just stupid? Didn’t you see it back there? Moonlit Apothecary has a damn semi-martial king standing guard Phantom Eye kept me busy. If we go back, you’ll all just be lambs to the slaughter.”
The room fell silent, and the men shivered as reality set in none of them had walked away from Kingsley’s attack unscathed. Thinking back on it, they were terrified.
Lionel exhaled sharply. “It’s no use. That kid is already a rising powerhouse. He’s taken control of Jayrodale’s entire underground, and even Einley wasn’t a match for him. What’s worse, Phantom Eyes actually loyal to him.”
Lionel’s eyes narrowed as he spoke through gritted teeth. “We’re pulling out of Jayrodale and returning to the Hidden Dragons. The next move isn’t ours to make. We’ll let the boss decide how to handle this,
That night, Kingsley drove Francesca back to the villa on the hill.
“Kingsley, you were amazing today. Even Finley couldn’t beat you!” Francesca exclaimed, her gaze flickering away from his.
Kingsley raised a brow. “What’s wrong, Fran? You’ve been acting weird the whole way home.”
Francesca’s cheeks turned red. “It’s nothing… I just think we should sleep in separate rooms tonight.”
Kingsley smirked. “What, your period came?”
“Shut up!” Francesca snapped, her face burning. “Can’t a girl just want some space?”
Kingsley grabbed her wrist, his voice firm. “Nope.”
She struggled for a moment before giving up. “Ugh, you’re such a jerk!”
Blushing, she dove under the covers. If she could not fight him, she might as well enjoy it.
With another night of aching muscles coming, she could not help but feel both nervous and excited. She thought Kingsley had way too much energy.
However, just as she braced herself, Kingsley suddenly said, ‘Get some rest tonight. I need to train.”
Before she could react, he walked out and shut the door behind him.
Francesca lay there, stunned. She thought, ‘I already took a shower, got all ready, and this is what I get? Train? What the hell is so important that it can’t wait till after?’
She huffed. “Kingsley, don’t tell me you’re practicing some weird martial arts technique that requires abstinence?”
Behind the door, Kingsley chuckled. “If you keep yelling, I’ll cancel training. But instead… I’ll make sure you don’t get any sleep till sunrise.”
Francesca’s face went pale. If he kept.going till morning, she would not even be able to walk tomorrow! She clamped her mouth shut immediately.
Inside the blanket, she mumbled a string of curses. “Pervert. Monster. Filthy animal…”
However, no matter how much she complained, she still tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
She had gotten so used to him being there. Suddenly, having a quiet night felt strange.
Meanwhile, outside Moonlit Apothecary, a group of shadowy figures crept closer.
Shawn was leading them, and he whispered, “Mr. Wright only has one request- burn this place to the ground.”
He turned to his men, his gaze cold. The men nodded and lifted their gas cans, ready to set the place ablaze.
Shawn strode toward the entrance and waved his hand. “Do it.”
Before the men could act, muffled sounds filled the night-bodies hitting the ground one after another with loud thuds.
Shawn froze. He turned around, only to see his men sprawled out, unconscious- only one figure remained standing.
Shawn’s breath caught in his throat. He mumbled, “Damn! Isn’t that the damn security guard from this afternoon? Why the hell is he still here?!”
Then, he shouted, “Son of a bitch, you wanna play hero?”
He yanked a knife from his pocket. “I’ll kill you!”
He lunged, aiming straight for the man’s chest.
Phantom Eye scoffed, quickly twisting the blade out of Shawn’s grip. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he drove it right into Shawn’s own hand.
A bloodcurdling scream tore through the night. Shawn dropped to his knees, clutching his impaled hand as pain exploded through him, making his entire body tremble.
Phantom Eye stepped forward and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying backward. “Get away from here, you loser. Next time, I’ll kill you!”
Elsewhere in a lavish five-star hotel in Jayrodale, Quinton sat at the head of an elegant dining table. As a prestigious young heir from
Blumedale, he was dining with the Snees family.
“Mr. Wright, let me toast to you!” Leroy raised his glass, grinning as he flattered Quinton.
Quinton barely acknowledged him, not even bothering to lift his drink. His eyes remained locked onto Hannah.
He thought, ‘What a cold, stunning beauty. Shawn wasn’t lying-Hannah, the Ice Queen, is definitely worth the effort.’ 1
Quinton finally lifted his glass and smiled. “Ms. Snees, would you do me the honor of sharing a drink?”
Leroy’s smile stiffened. He awkwardly held his glass midair unsure whether to drink or not.
Irene nudged Hannah and whispered, “Hannah, Mr. Wright is waiting. Hurry up!”
Hannah hesitated but eventually raised her glass. “Mr. Wright, drink as you please. My alcohol tolerance isn’t great, so I won’t be downing it all at once.”
Quinton chuckled, playing the gentleman. “Ms. Snees, just the fact that you’re toasting with me is enough. Drink as much or as little as you like.” (1
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Irene laughed. “Men as gentlemanly as Mr. Wright are truly rare. Coming from the prestigious Wright family of Blumedale, Mr. Wright is far more refined than the so- called elites of Jayrodale!”
Leroy eagerly chimed in, eager to flatter. “That goes without saying! Mr. Wright is the heir of the Wright family- one of the Five Apex Families in all of Gabo Creek Province There isn’t a single family in Jayrodale that can compare!”
Quinton scoffed internally. He had absolutely no respect for Irene and Leroy. If it were not for his desire to conquer Hannah, he would not have wasted a second on these nobodies from the Snees family.
Compared to Shawn’s family, they were even lower-worthless enough that he could crush them with a single step.
“I heard Mr. Wright has some history with Kingsley?” Hannah suddenly asked.
Quinton smiled faintly. “That guy? He’s nothing more than an insect. I wouldn’t call it history-just a minor disagreement.”
His tone dripped with superiority.
In the past, Irene would have jumped at the chance to praise Quinton and trash Kingsley, but this time, she hesitated.
Instead, she spoke cautiously. “Mr. Wright, you shouldn’t underestimate him. Right now, Kingsley is a force to be reckoned with in Jayrodale. Even Shawn’s family and the Wellers are no match for him!”
Quinton sneered. “The families in Jayrodale are nothing more than second-rate nobodies. The Wright family rules Blumedale-we don’t fear anyone.”
Leroy chuckled, desperate to win favor. “I heard you already made a move against Moonlit Apothecary tonight, Mr. Wright. That must’ve been quite the wake-up call for Kingsley!”
Quinton smirked. “It was nothing serious-just a little punishment.”
Hannah frowned. “Mr. Wright, your people didn’t go after Kingsley directly, did they?”
Quinton scoffed. “That guy isn’t even worth my time. I just wanted to teach him a lesson by burning down Moonlit Apothecary.”
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