Patrick’s face paled at South’s words. He knew he could not escape anymore, so he bit the bullet and stepped out. Thump! He knelt before South and spoke in a trembling voice, “S-Southern Tiger, I-I am sorry! I offended you! I am terribly sorry! Please forgive me! Spare my life!” Patrick lost every bit of intention in arguing with South. Genesis’ death was imprinted in his mind and all that was left was a survival instinct.With that in mind, he started to kowtow to South. “Mr. Stormborn, sir! Please give me another chance! It’s Max who started it! We can leave him here and you can punish him however you want! Just let me go! Please!” Max collapsed on the floor when he heard Patrick. His legs grew weak and his body started shaking due to extreme fear. Maxine stood stiff like a statue, her face pale and emotionless. The arrogant brother and sister lost their arrogance and pride. “You’re teaching me how to do things around here?” South tapped Patrick on the face and m
Suddenly, South curled his lips into a wicked smirk. “But, it doesn’t mean I’ll let you go without any punishment. “Someone of yours teased the woman I brought here, so in return, every woman here must stay and accompany me. The guys can walk out now.” All the women at the scene were horrified. If they were ordered to accompany South, they would be more than willing to. He was one of the Riverbank Seven and the four strongest in the Steelclaw Guild. If any woman could curry favors with him, she could rise into a prominent force in the underworld of Riverbank. However, South just murdered Genesis like crushing a chicken. If the women made a mistake while serving him, they might end up like Genesis. The men behind South were simply gangsters and had been eyeing the women in the lobby since they came in. They were drooling over the women’s seductive figures. If they decided to ravage the women, then there would be nothing they could do. The thought of it left the women i
“Since you’ve basically dealt with that mad woman for me, I won’t stop you from going after the other ladies, but if you come after her, you’re dead,” Kaze said indifferently after slapping South in the face. Gasp! Every single soul in the room gasped in shock. Rose was initially nervous and afraid but after Kaze stopped South, she felt an instant relief and hugged Kaze tighter. Before she knew it, Kaze had become her guardian, protecting her from all sorts of trouble. The others looked at Kaze in shock, their jaws dropped. No one expected the bumpkin to slap South in the face. It was just a few minutes ago that South killed Genesis and an expert agent from the Iron Tigers. Even Patrick, Casius’ cousin, was beaten up and curled up into a cooked shrimp on the floor. Yet when South tried to touch Rose, Kaze slapped him in the face without the slightest hesitation. He must have a death wish! A few of the women looked at Kaze with a complicated look. They looked dow
“His wife is the head of the Quint family branch and he’s living off his wife! That’s why he has the nerve to slap you! “This girl is his cousin-in-law and they have been intimate…” Patrick spoke up eagerly. First of all, it was to curry favors with South so when Kaze started bragging and bluffing, the man would not be intimidated and come back for Maxine. Secondly, he got embarrassed in Buckridge Lounge and he wished to drag Kaze down. Only when Kaze had it worse than him could he feel mentally fulfilled. He became the loyal dog serving South and said by pointing at Kaze, “Kaze Lee, how dare you slap Mr. Stormborn! You must have a death wish! “You know why Mr. Stormborn is also a Riverbank Seven? Other than his outstanding capabilities, it’s also because of the Steelclaw Guild. “I believe even a bumpkin like you knows what the Steelclaw Guild is. Mr. Stormborn is one of the four strongest in the guild, holding actual power that could determine someone’s life or death!
South was sent flying backward by the slap. He looked at Kaze blankly, the slap mark on his face distinctive. The others were shocked as well. Kaze might have ambushed South during the first slap and it was understandable that he could not dodge it in time. Yet South failed to dodge or even see the second slap as well. A moment ago, South crippled Blackie, the general manager of Buckridge Lounge, and then killed an elite agent of the Tiger’s Cave. Was Kaze always this powerful? Was this the reason he dared to stand up against South? Blackie, who remained on the floor like a pile of meat, looked at Kaze with a complicated gaze. Previously, he had repeatedly taunted Kaze, but now he realized he was nothing but a foolish clown. South crippled him easily but Kaze could slap South twice. It made Blackie realize the massive gap of strength between them. The people regained their composure after a while. Patrick was the first to speak. He scoffed, “Kaze Lee, you’re dead
“Yeah! He’s the live-in son-in-law of the Otter family but we are not that close! We want him dead as well” “Mr. Stormborn, do whatever you want to him and we won’t say a thing…” Everyone, including Maxine and Max, quickly cut ties with Kaze, afraid they would be caught in South’s wrath. Everyone was clear that after three slaps at South, Kaze was already as good as dead. If South had not cut Kaze up into a million pieces, he should not call himself the Southern Tiger. “Kaze, don’t do this. He’s from a dangerous organization. He just killed someone…” Rose tugged Kaze’s arm, asking him to calm down. She knew Kaze slapped South because of her but even she felt he was a little impulsive. One slap was fine but three? There was no turning back. If South was just another normal playboy, things might not be as terrible. Yet South was not just one of the Riverbank Seven, he was also one of the top four of the Steelclaw Guild, the Southern Tiger. Either of his titles could
“Since you don’t know what’s good for you, I’ll make sure you and this bastard here get it!” The smirk on South’s face turned vicious as a ferocious aura erupted from him. Other than Kaze, everyone in the room was shaken. He rolled his sleeves up, ready to engage in a fight. It seemed like he was not even serious when he fought Blackie and the ex-Iron Tigers members. “Are you sure you want to fight me?” Kaze asked, his tone calm. South was taken aback for a moment before he laughed. A live-in husband had slapped him three times and then calmly asked if he was still sure he wanted to fight. What was wrong with today? Why would the moocher talk to him as if he was someone from a powerful family? What gave him the confidence and the nerve? If South did not kill Kaze on the spot, they might have to retire from the underworld. Patrick, Maxine, and the others looked at Kaze as if he had lost his mind. Had he not noticed South was ready to kill him? How dared he cont
Kaze glanced at South. “Do you have a problem with letting her leave?” “Not at all.” South grinned. “Things are going to get gory in here. It won’t be nice to scare a pretty girl like her.” He waved his arm, granting the release of Rose. Only Kaze and South’s people remained in the place soon enough. Even the staff of Buckridge Lounge were thrown out. “Thud!” South hurled a bottle of liquor to Kaze and said indifferently, “I’m giving you one last drink before I send you on your way. Here’s your chance to go out with a bang.” “One last drink?” Kaze glanced at the bottle and uttered with a smile, “I think the drink should be for you.” South’s companions gathered a pile of empty bottles with the intention of smashing Kaze’s head with them. They started laughing. “You’re playing a dangerous game by defying Mr. Stormborn, boy.”“If I were you, I’d apologize to Mr. Stormborn on my knees right now. He might be so kind as to spare your life if you beg him earnestly.”“M
Morris was in his study, wiping a plaque of commandments that was covered in dust. Due to his commitment to the Viper’s Den, he had neglected his family for years and left his son in his wife’s care. Morris regretted doing so. Unaware of the impending danger, Clemont enjoyed drinks with his friends. They were having fun, playing drinking games. Losing the game, Clemont downed a glass of liquor. Things could get far and exciting in a game. It was then that the door swung open. Clemont’s driver entered the room. “Young Master Siegfried, the master is waiting for you at home,” the driver said, noting the complexity of the situation. The only thing on his mind was to take Clemont away. Tipsy from the drinks, Clemont waved his arm. “Let him wait. What’s the rush to get home?” Clemont’s friends were shocked. Nothing scared Clemont like his father. However, Clemont toughened up for once. “Young Master Siegfried, why don’t you call it a night?” “Yeah. I’m sur
“What’s that supposed to mean? When have I ever made a mistake?” Morris heard nothing of that sort. It could only mean that his people had done nothing wrong. However, Edmund could not possibly get aggressive on the phone. Something must have happened, and he simply had no idea. Morris felt unsettled like something big was about to happen. “You seem to be lax when managing your people. You don’t seem to know what goes on around your house.“Is your age getting to you? Is that why you can’t handle most of the work? If you can’t get your own house in order, how will you ever manage the Viper’s Den Westeros Branch?” Edmund called to say his piece. It was his way to make Morris step down. Though it was likely that Morris would resign, Edmund could at least make things unpleasant for him. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Morris was completely in the dark, but Edmund must hold some secret to act so cocky. Despite his troubled feelings, Morris kept his cool and calmly aske
Since it was a rare opportunity, Edmund had to settle the score with them properly. He knew opportunities like this were hard to come by so he had to seize them well. “I understand. I will take care of the guest,” Rosie said. She was glad that her information was useful to her boss. After Edmund hung up the phone, Rosie then looked at the unconscious Kaze. “You are indeed more useful than I thought. Hardly anyone has ever managed to impress Edmund.” She did not feel sorry for Kaze, believing that everything happened as it was meant to. She knew that to climb higher, she had to please her superior. With the Wittersons on the rise, now was the perfect time for her to pledge her loyalty to Edmund. When the Wittersons truly took over the Westeros Branch, she would become one of the most powerful people in the city, second only to them. She was looking forward to that day. Since Kaze was fast asleep and no arrangements could be made, Rosie went out to call her men and
“If you are not here to have fun, then why did you come to Westeros?” Rosie asked. Kaze looked like he had one glass too many and could barely keep himself awake. When he looked up at Rosie, he felt lightheaded and could not keep his balance. “I am here to c-complete my mission.” Kaze could not even speak clearly, seemingly already drunk. Rosie let out a breath of relief. She then took his glass away. Kaze fell onto the couch lazily and adjusted himself into a comfortable position. He even had a hiccup. Rosie did not mind Kaze passing out in front of her. She got up and then squatted in front of him. “What is your mission here in Westeros?” She did not expect to fish out useful information from Kaze, but now she could bring this information to Edmund and exchange it for a reward. “I am here to solve the problem. Something happened here in the Viper’s Den and I am here to find out more. After that, someone else will take over,” Kaze muttered as he closed his eyes.
Rosie’s charm and beauty were reasons why she was able to run the club smoothly. No matter what happened, she possessed the capabilities to solve it without exacerbating it. All those aspects made Edmund choose her. A qualified employee trusted to run a business did not need to be a genius. One only needed to carefully operate the business and not cause trouble for the employer. That alone would be enough. “There’s indeed someone powerful who gave me a chance but I want to use my own strength to win their recognition.” Rosie was well aware that due to her beauty, many often looked down and underestimated her. She had to stay sharp and clear-headed to avoid unnecessary trouble. “That might be a little difficult but I believe you got what it takes,” Kaze said with a serious tone as if he knew Rosie well. “Thank you for your kind words. I hope everything turns out as expected.” She did not have to worry about that because Edmund fully trusted her and put her in charge of m
Clemont let out a breath of relief when he saw that his friends were not saying anything more. He brought them somewhere else to party. He spent a lot in a single night but he finally gained the respect that he longed for. Back at the club, after Clemont and his friends left, the corridor to the VIP section finally quieted down. The waiters cleaned up the place and then returned to their work. Kaze stayed back and looked at Rosie, waiting for her response. “Thank you for today. I would be hurt if not for you,” she said, expressing her gratitude. She was surprised that Kaze intervened but she was truly grateful for his help. “It’s nothing.” Kaze waved his hand nonchalantly and then wanted to return to his own room. “Why don’t I take care of the bill for you tonight? Consider it as a token of gratitude since you saved me from getting hurt,” Rosie said. Her interest in Kaze was piqued, wondering who he really was. She knew he was from Butterworth and had heard that
Clemont was born with a silver spoon and raised like a prince as he was the youngest in the family. He knew his father’s current situation, which explained why he behaved arrogantly. He thought his actions could help his father but little did he know, they were causing a huge trouble. Kaze made it verbal but the spoiled brat did not appreciate the warning and simply felt annoyed. “What do I mean? I guess you have to ask your father about it.” Kaze looked at Clemont coldly. There was no way a useless trust-fund baby could achieve anything great under the protection of his family. Every action that Clemont took was causing damage to his family. Kaze initially intended to use the Siegfrieds to his advantage, which explained why he did not act immediately. Now that Clemont had come under his radar, Kaze ought to use the chance. He managed to showcase his strength to Rosie earlier and what he said to Clemont would surely raise more suspicion in her. Kaze must come up wit
Rosie was shocked. She almost got kicked by some spoiled brat. She was not happy about it. She revered Clemont’s background and had been tolerant with the brat but he stepped over the line when he decided to be physical. Rosie looked up to Kaze who was hugging her. He was just outside the crowd and decided to step in when he heard the commotion. She did not expect him to save her. It was a surprise but it allowed her to see his capabilities. The man from Butterworth had been hiding his abilities from everyone all along. Rosie smiled at him before getting back up on her feet. “Thank you for your help,” she said softly. “It’s nothing. It’s the right thing to do,” Kaze said. Kaze was the type of person who could never stand seeing the weak being bullied. “Who the hell are you? What do you think you are doing?” Clemont bellowed. He was outraged and needed to vent his emotions. Since Kaze had intervened, it gave Clemont a chance to lash out at him. “Stop causing a
“I told you this is my club! They have to listen to me! Now open the damn door!” Clemont was furious after being questioned. He started to kick the door like a madman. The waiters were worried but they dared not do anything. “Young Master Siegfried, there are guests inside! VIP guests!” the waiter added. He dared not reveal the identity of the guest inside. Zidane informed all employees earlier that no one shall reveal the VIP guest’s identity or even mention that the suite was booked by Edmund. It was to keep things low. Therefore, the waiter dared not speak any of it even to Clemont. Unfortunately, Clemont stubbornly believed the waiter was lying to him. “What guests?! You’re lying to me! You said there were guests inside but even after I kicked the door, there was no answer! Open it up. Don’t be stupid!” he shouted. He cared not about the others when he shouted. He was impulsive at nature. “Young Master Siegfried, there are guests inside. You can’t do this,” the