Chapter 120 Please Spare Us
“No one will be able to stop me from destroying Octagon Sect,” Donald declared as he checked the time on his phone.
A man in uniform rushed in from outside at that precise moment. “I’m sorry, Ms. Morris, but I have bad news. We’ve been surrounded!”
Surrounded?
Charlotte had no idea what he was talking about, so she looked out the window and was taken aback.
Besides her, Jasper, Yusof, and Titus were shocked.
Even Lucas, Zayne, and Tyson were dumbfounded.
After all, they were surrounded by an army.
The army resembled that of ancient times. There were more than a hundred of them, and they were dressed in green armor and wielding swords with icy expressions. They were led by a man dressed in a navy blue suit. It was Kingsley, the Wyvern King, who had recently returned from Tayhaven.
When Titus saw the army dressed similarly, he knew something bad was about to happen. Instantly, his face was flushed with fear.
In fact, he was well aware that the army belonged to the Horizon Group.
“Who are you? Who the heck are you?” Horrified, Titus pointed his index finger at Donald. “Donald Campbell… You’ve got to be Lord Campbell of Horizon Group!”
“You’re correct. Unfortunately, there isn’t any prize for knowing that,” Donald replied indifferently.
Titus’ legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground. “Please, Lord Campbell, spare our lives!”
In the meantime, Yusof, the karate master, felt a shiver run down his spine. It’s no surprise that he mentioned knowing Jeradus’ king because the two of them had a duel, and no one knew who had won. Not only that, but Jeradus’ king was also afraid to oppose Donald.
Jasper was stunned as he gulped forcefully.
Is Donald Campbell Lord Campbell? That’s too crazy! Why is he back in Pollerton rather than at the Quadfield border? I’m doomed. Is there any chance of me surviving now that I’ve messed with Lord Campbell?
“Am I powerful enough?” Donald asked.
Everything in front of Titus became dark as he replied, “Of course…”
Charlotte realized she was in serious trouble at that point. The Karate Association and the Octagon Sect were nothing more than a farce in the eyes of Lord Campbell.
“I’m here to greet you, Lord Campbell.” Kingsley stepped forward and saluted Donald.
“It’s all right. I don’t give a d*mn about etiquette,” Donald grumbled impatiently. “Right now, I command you to wipe out the Octagon Sect. I’m leaving it up to you to decide what happens to those people’s lives.”
Titus’ face turned pale when he heard that. “Please, Lord Campbell, have mercy! I’ll pay you a billion. No, five billion!”
“It’s too late. I’m not interested in it any longer.” Donald turned around.
Donald sat in a chair that had been prepared for him and stared coldly at the others. After that, he locked his gaze on Yusof. “People like you are the ones who irritate me the most. You have such poor taste. What exactly do you see in Charlotte?”
When Lucas heard that, he was more embarrassed than Yusof, but he did not dare to retort.
“You can’t kill me, Lord Campbell, because I’m from Jeradus.” He added, “Even if I do something wrong, the king of Jeradus will be the one to punish me.”
Donald furrowed his eyebrows. “Kill him.”
Hearing that, Kingsley walked over.
In spite of the fact that he was severely injured, Yusof screamed as he leaped to his feet and charged toward Kingsley.
Upon seeing that, Kingsley unsheathed his personal weapon, the Wyvern Blade, and impaled Yusof’s abdomen before the latter was pinned to the wall. Blood splattered everywhere, even though the move was not deadly.
“Lord Campbell, please leave him to me!” Lucas requested Donald’s permission to do so.
“Go ahead.” Donald nodded in response.
As Lucas limped toward Yusof, the latter shouted, “No! I beg you, please! Don’t do it, Lucas!”
Lucas approached him and smeared the latter’s blood on his finger before putting it in his mouth to savor it. “You owe me a lot. How can I just let you go like that?”
