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"Sir, Mr. Alessandro put up a challenge at the center of the ancient town.
"He wanted to challenge Dragonmarsh's martial artists to dampen their nation’s spirit. He also wanted to gain a name for himselfand bring honor to the Alessandro family.
“Everything was going well at first. Two Dragonmarsh's aces lost against him. Unexpectedly, a nameless person appeared at thethird match.
“He took advantage when Mr. Alessandro was at his weakest and defeated him unfairly. He even tortured and humiliated him.Please avenge him and kill that lowly Dragonmarsh martial artist!"
The butler knelt on the floor and quickly recounted the events, embellishing the details for added effect.
"Fuck!" Anthony was furious after hearing that. Then, he slapped the butler's face. "Who let you set up a challenge at SacredWrym Summit? Do you know that it'll ruin our plan?"
"Sir, it's not my fault. Mr. Alessandro said that his family had been dormant for so long. He wanted to use this chance to make aname for himself and reclaim the honor they once had," the butler cried.
"Stupid!" Anthony kicked the butler to the floor and shouted. "As his servant, you should keep an eye on him and stop all hisreckless actions. Instead, you're here begging for my mercy after he lost!"
"|..." The butler was speechless.No matter what, the butler was somewhat responsible for Anthony being beaten like this.
"Bring Marco back to his room for treatment!" Anthony motioned and ordered his subordinate to bring the heavily injured Marcoaway.
Then, Anthony turned around and glared at the butler. "You good-for-nothing! You failed to protect your employer, even bringingshame to the Alessandro family.
"You should cut off one of your hands as a punishment!" After saying that, Anthony took out a blade and threw it to the butler'sleg.
"What?" The butler's face turned pale, and his legs shuddered. The butler only had two hands. If he lost one of them, he wouldbecome useless!
"What? Are you scared?" Anthony's gaze turned gloomy as he pressed his hands on his sword.novelbin
If the butler dared to refuse, he wouldn't hesitate to cut off his head. Anthony could still forgive the butler for losing. However, hecouldn't tolerate a coward in his family.
"Thank. Thank you for going easy on me. I'm willing to be punished!" Seeing the Kimbokuan martial artists staring at him, thebutler gulped and aimed the knife at his wrist.
Ah!" The butler shouted. After mustering up his courage, he cut off his wrist.
The knife was sharp. Thus, it cut off his wrist easily. Instantly, blood oozed out and splattered all over the floor.
The butler gritted his teeth, emitting a wail of agony from his throat. He was drenched in cold sweat, and his entire body wasconvulsing in pain. He almost fainted from the pain.
"You useless person! Go and get yourself treated!" Anthony shouted.
"Thank you!" The butler thanked before exiting the room while covering his broken hand.
"Mr. Alessandro, what happened? Why is there blood everywhere?" At this moment, a shrill voice sounded at the door.All the Kimbokuan martial artists became alert as they looked over.
Agroup of black-shirted tall men and women with golden hair and blue eyes stepped inside confidently.
Although they didn't exude any particular aura, their presence weighed heavily on the Kimbokuan martial artists’ chest.It was as if they were a pack of beasts instead of human beings.
"The Hall of Gods?" Anthony narrowed his eyes. He immediately gripped the hilt of his sword, as if he was facing a formidableenemy.