Chapter 417 Uninvited Guests
Meanwhile, Charles and Zayne were discussing something at Primordial Tower.
All of a sudden, someone kicked the door open.
Just as Zayne was about to stand up, a towering, muscular man at the height of 2.3 meters rushed into the room and smacked his palm on the top of Zayne’s head.
Zayne instantly coughed out a mouthful of blood before slumping weakly back onto the chair.
Charles then slowly stood up to look at the newcomers.
Behind the giant was a middle-aged man in a suit who had an indifferent expression on his face.
Charles’ heart lurched when he saw the man’s face.
It was Silas Doyle, the lord of Terrandya’s underworld.
Zayne had influence over Pollerton, but Silas had power over the entire Terrandya; Pollerton was only an average-sized city in Terrandya.
“Don’t move. If you move again, I’ll lop off your head,” Silas muttered as he took a seat on the couch.
There were eighteen bodyguards in gold-colored dress shirts behind him, and they were all wearing sunglasses.
They were the Eighteen Copper Men—Silas’ best fighters. They were all trained in close-quarters martial arts. It was rumored that they could even catch bullets with their bare hands.
Most importantly, Silas even had power over countless clans, and the total number of the people he ruled was over three hundred thousand.
“Where is Donald Campbell?” Silas stared at Zayne coldly. “I heard that his grandfather has told your fortune before and that you’re on good terms with him.”
Before Zayne could say anything, Charles replied, “Do you not know that my superior is Tristan Lane?”
Silas only glanced at Charles before responding, “Don’t speak. This has nothing to do with you.”
However, Charles continued, “Zayne is my subordinate. Don’t you think that you’re being rude by barging in like this?”
“Slap him,” Silas commanded.
The large man then strode over and gave Charles a slap.
“I’m not too scared of Tristan. He has power overseas, not Terrandya, so there’s no need for you to use his name to scare me,” Silas told him.
“But Mr. Lane is Dynasto’s subordinate.” Charles wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with an icy look.
At that, Silas laughed. “It’s true that I’m scared of Dynasto, but I’m sure someone like Dynasto won’t cross me for you.”
Then, he bellowed, “Speak now! Where is Donald?”
As Zayne tried to suck in more air for his lungs, he squeezed out, “I don’t know.”
A cruel grin grew on Silas’ lips as he looked into Zayne’s eyes. “Leave a finger.”
The giant then raised his arm before swinging the knife down. After an agonized scream from Zayne, his finger dropped to the floor.
Charles widened his eyes.
How can he be that insane?
“If you see Donald, tell him this: If he refuses to step up, I’ll be going after his dear friends, one by one.” With that said, Silas led his men out and left.
After that, he went to Scarlet Swan Villa and stopped Reina from leaving her office.
“Where is Donald Campbell?” Silas asked expressionlessly.
Panic appeared in Reina’s eyes as she stammered out, “I-I don’t know.”
“It’s fine. You’ll know soon.” With that, he began taking off his clothes.
Reina screamed and tried to flee out of the room through the door.
However, the giant grabbed her by her neck and threw her onto the office desk.
“Let me go! Let me go!” she screamed.
Nevertheless, the look on Silas’ face remained a callous one.
In the meantime, there was a woman in fiery red armor a kilometer away. Her eyes darkened at the sight of the scene. In the next second, a golden bow and arrow appeared in her hands, and she trained the arrow on Silas.
She was part of the Phoenix Guard.
He had arranged for them to protect Reina and the others before he went into a coma.
However, the member of the Phoenix Guard lowered her bow seconds later.
It was because a group of people had arrived.
Just as Silas was about to take off his pants, an aloof voice came from the doorway. “Silas, do you really think that’s a good idea?”
