“Believe it or not, it’s up to you.” Kaze overheard Agatha urging Agnes to make Darcy get a divorce, so he responded coldly. He then asked Emiko, who just came out from the kitchen, “Emiko, are there any leftovers from lunch?” “Mr. Lee, Ms. Quint said there shouldn’t be leftovers from all of the meals, it’s unhealthy.” Emiko cast a fearful glance at the now-angry Agnes and then steeled and said, “I’ll go make something for you.” “It’s okay. Just make me some instant ramen.” “Got it.” Kaze wanted to go back upstairs to enjoy his peace and quiet but Agnes held him back. “Kaze! Hold on right there! Explain yourself! You said you asked someone to transfer two billion to Darcy’s company? Do you think we will believe you? You’re just bragging!” Agatha and Nelson scoffed, showing no trust in Kaze’s words. Only Hector remained silent. He looked like he was pondering. After going through so much, Hector no longer jumped to conclusions regarding Kaze. He realized the live
Agatha was surprised when she heard the voice. “Maxine? What are you doing here?” The security guard from the neighborhood management brought in a group of young men and women, led by Maxine and Max. They were all the young members from the Otters. “Mrs. Quint, this young lady said she’s your niece and she’s here with gifts,” the security guard said respectfully. Maxine and the others had gifts in different sizes, like expensive bags, tea, jewellery, and watches. Agnes was shocked by the scene. The world must have spun in the other direction today. Ever since she returned to her birth family, the Otters, Maxine, Max, and the other younger ones had never taken her seriously. All of them looked down on her and her family, gave them a hard time, and tried to get them kicked out again, so coming with presents was a surprise. Even Agatha and Nelson were similarly surprised. Maxine and Max were Master and Madam Otter’s favorite grandchildren and they had been severely s
“Stop eating, you stupid pig! Get rid of that bowl of ramen and apologize!” Agnes bellowed. “Apologize?” Kaze took another slurp from his bowl and then looked at Max and the others. “Are you guys sure?” “Thump!” Max trembled. The pressure made his legs weak and forced him down on his knees. Maxine and the others knelt immediately, their faces paled. “K-Kaze, you must be joking! Why would we want you to apologize?!” “Yeah! It’s us who should be apologizing!” “We were wrong and we came here with gifts to ask for forgiveness!” Agnes and the others in the house were shocked by Max and Maxine’s response. What happened?! Why did Max, Maxine, and the others knelt before Kaze?! The seniors of the house were all speechless. “Oh, so you guys are here to ask for forgiveness? Then keep it up. Thirty minutes later, get up and get out. I have to finish my ramen first,” Kaze said coldly before he turned around and left. Agnes and the others were stunned at the entrance for q
“What did you say? Kaze really asked someone to transfer the two billion shares to Sky Ocean Corporation?!” Agnes stared at Maxine, her eyes widened in disbelief. Hector, Agatha, and Nelson were also astonished, their jaws dropped. “Yeah. Kaze was serious about it. He forced Patrick to make the transfer and even asked the Southern Tiger to watch over us, making sure the transfer was made before we could go.” Maxine’s voice trembled when she saw Agnes’ astonished gaze. Shocked, Max quickly stepped in and said, “No, it’s not like that! It’s Patrick who did wrong, that’s why Kaze made him perform the transfer. It’s not his fault, it’s ours. That’s why we are here with gifts to apologize to him.” “Yes! Yes!” The others nodded in agreement. As a matter of fact, Agnes and her family no longer cared about what Max and Maxine said. They were so stunned that they could not give a proper response. Back at the dining area, after Kaze finished his instant ramen, he got an unexp
“Hmph! All he did was transfer two billion to Darcy’s company! What gives him the right to talk to me like that? Does he think we need his money?” Hector, Agatha, and Nelson were speechless by Agnes’ swift change of attitude. It would be strange for Kaze to show her any respect or courtesy after the way she had treated him. … Kaze heard Agnes but he simply ignored it. Half an hour later, he arrived at Herbal Spring. The place was rather crowded, probably because Holfman was in the establishment and had been around for some time now. The three greatest doctors typically resided in Westeros, but now that they had come to Riverbank, many patients sought consultation from them—some traveling from as far as Butterworth. Kaze spotted a slender yet beautiful figure in the busy lobby—it was Sasha. She was running around, helping out—busy yet clearly enjoying herself. Her cheeks flushed from all the running and panting. She would pause to wipe her sweat from time to time. Wh
“Please calm down. I have to examine him further.” Hoffman had decades of experience in the medical field. He had met people even more disrespectful than the man, so he was not bothered and simply told him to calm down. He then stepped closer to the bed, slightly bent over, and started to touch Blackie’s arms and legs. “Ugh…” The barely unconscious Blackie groaned in pain when Holfman examined his injuries. “Fuck! You bastard! Get your hands off Blackie!” “Thump!” The man with the flabby cheeks slammed his fist on the side table, sending all the medical instruments crashing to the floor. The other men glared at Holfman, some even tried to pull the doctor away from Blackie. Seeing his master being scolded, Sebastian bellowed, “Shut up if you don’t know anything! Dr. Wright is examining the patient’s bones! If we don’t understand the extent of the damage, how can we treat him?” The man was struck with realization after being shouted at. He looked at Holfman sinister
“I can cure him but I might not be skilled enough. I’m afraid if I proceed with the treatment with the lack of skills, the patient might be paralyzed in the future,” Holfman explained patiently. He did not tell the man that based on Blackie’s condition, he believed not even Sam could fully cure him. Sam was a reputable doctor and a titan in the medical field, but he was just a man, not God. Blackie’s injuries were severe. It was not exaggerating to say that his life was over. However, such words should not be used in front of the group of fierce men. “Cut the crap!” The man rudely interrupted the doctor and said, “Old Man, you’re not refusing to treat Blackie because I scolded you earlier, aren’t you? “If it’s true, then you should be careful in Riverbank.” Hoffman frowned. No matter how good his temper was, he could not help but show a hint of anger. In a firm tone, he said, “What are you talking about? I’ve been a doctor for decades. I have never refused to treat a pa
“What?!” The fierce man was stunned before he had a better look at Kaze. His eyes then widened in disbelief. “I-It’s you?” The man recognized Kaze and his expression turned as white as a sheet. He clearly remembered Kaze slapped Blackie at the lounge last night, and it left an impact on him. What shocked him was that after South crippled Blackie and killed Genesis Weather, Kaze slapped South in the face to infuriate him completely.Back then, all of them thought Kaze was dead and could never walk out alive. Yet Kaze stood before him, alive and healthy, and even kicked him in the back. They had no idea what happened back in the lounge but being able to walk away from such an intense situation without a scratch was an amazing feat and it was enough for them to be terrified of Kaze. “What?” Kaze raised his hand and slapped the man again, throwing him backward and crashing into the wall behind him. The man covered his face in fear and confusion, his eyes widened in d
“How dare those men hijack the plane and take Kaze. They must be punished…” Despite her grumbles, Snow grew anxious. “Given Mr. Lee’s capabilities, he won’t be hurt.” The agents around her tried to comfort her. They believed she was being too nervous. “I know, but we as subordinates have failed him by allowing this to happen. We have to do our best to make up for the mistake, and not rely on Mr. Lee to get out because he can.” Snow drowned in self-blame and regretted not being able to help. It was her negligence that allowed the hijacking to happen. “But there’s nothing you can do now. It’s late. Even the hijackers need to rest. They won’t do anything yet.” “It’s because the hijackers need to rest that we have to hurry and beat them to it. That’s the only way to solve this matter!” “But we’ve searched high and low and didn’t find anything. No one knows where they have gone. Even if they transported the passengers via buses, we didn’t see any tracks.” The agents discu
Kaze breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly went over to Miguel and pressed his hands with the gun down so that it would not misfire. “Good job.” “Thanks.” Miguel curled his lips into a nervous smile. He frequently trained in the gym and mixed martial arts but had never encountered any real-life incident before, thus being inexperienced. Fortunately, his mentality was stronger than the others and allowed him to act accordingly. “I’ll be taking the gun. This is self-defense, you won’t be charged and you won’t need to take responsibility,” Kaze said. Miguel’s pale face looked relieved. “What should we do now? Are there more of them?” Miguel dared not let go of the gun, worried there might be more enemies. “I’ve counted the numbers and this guy here should be the last one.” He then took the gun from Miguel’s hands. “Really? Gosh! That was crazy! I was so terrified!” Miguel finally loosened up and let his instinct take over. His heart was pounding so fast that it
Manson came over and saw the mercenaries lying in their own puddle of blood. The gore shocked him and made him sick. He tried his best to hold back the urge to throw up as it would attract attention. “Don’t look if you can’t take it! Don’t make things worse!” “Yeah! Professor! Grow a pair of balls!” “I have never seen dead bodies like this before!” he explained with a flush of embarrassment on his face. “Can we go out now and run away?” The hostages were eager to leave as things had settled down outside. They thought the danger was over. A dead mercenary was inside the container with them and they were still horrified. Once the others found out about this, the hostages would be shot to death. “If you want to die, be my guest. The moment you step out, you’ll be shot!” Callahan said as he looked at the others scornfully. One of the hostages had already put his hand on the handle of the door and was ready to dash out, but he quickly pulled his hand back after listening
“Tsk. Hold on.” Vexed, the man clicked his tongue and then waved at his colleague. “Come here. Someone fainted. Help me get him out.” The man wanted to take the professor out of the container. Manson’s heart pounded as he listened to the man. He was afraid he might be exposed, but there was no turning back now—he had to play along. Kaze stood behind the door, calming his breath down to lower his presence. “Get back. Stay away from the door. If anyone gets close, don’t blame me for being rough,” said the man as he unlocked the container. He opened the door and saw a number of hostages still sleeping. He then looked at the professor on the floor. He went closer to nudge him but did not get a response. It seemed like the professor needed medical attention. “Come on. Help me get him out.” The other man outside the container was on edge, looking as if he would pull the trigger at the slightest movement. “Why don’t we do it?” Callahan and Miguel volunteered. “You two
“It’s freaking troublesome.” “Boss, don’t worry about it. We’ll get an update tomorrow.” “Yeah. It’s late. Get some rest.” Tiguan’s men told him to get some rest and not worry so much. A few of them were already snoring on the chair. Tiguan sighed and killed the cigarette. He then closed his eyes to get some rest, too. The container that Kaze was in fell into silence once more. No one dared to make any noise but they all looked at Kaze, hoping to find out about his plans. Kaze’s eyes remained fixed on the window and showed no intention of revealing his thoughts. Miguel and Callahan were annoyed by the other hostages. “If you people want to get out of here alive, you better cooperate or come up with your own idea. No one is responsible for saving you.”“Yeah. I don’t want you guys to turn on us after we do all the heavy lifting. It will cost us our lives and you people won’t even be grateful.” Miguel’s tone was sarcastic because he disliked how the others looked at t
Kaze read the hostages’ minds and refused to be used. He wanted to leave but not under such circumstances. “That’s not true. We just don’t have the skills for this kind of situation. You guys are stronger, of course, you should be in the front,” said the man in glasses and a suit. A hint of sharpness gleamed in his eyes. Miguel knew what the man was planning, either. “That’s some plan you have there. You are just trying to use us to escape this place and no matter what happens, you’ll win.” “That’s not it! I just want everyone to stand together and get out of this place. I’ve never thought of using anyone!” the man argued, trying to look innocent. Even a monkey knew what he was planning, yet no one dared to speak up because they would benefit from it too. “Why don’t you guys think of something? If you need our help, we’ll help,” said another middle-aged gentleman who looked more just and fair, as if he could lead the group. “Then what is your plan?” Kaze suddenly wante
The hostages were locked up in the containers. Some of them were elites in their own field while some were ordinary people with average income, yet all of them got into trouble when they boarded the plane. Most of them could not accept their fate. Yet they dared not defy or resist the mercenaries. When things started to calm down, they broke down in tears, weeping in silence as resentment consumed them. Kaze sat down at a clean corner that allowed him to look outside the window. The window was dirty but at least he could see outside. The space inside the container was filled with people sitting closely, offering comfort to one another. They were aware they were just temporarily safe in this container. No one knew what the mercenaries would do to them at the next moment. “My parents must be worried. I said I would call them when I land but now I can’t even get in touch,” Barney muttered as he sat beside Kaze. He too looked outside the window, his feelings mixed. He watc
Kaze thought of what he had overheard in the toilet. If he told the hostages about that, they would probably panic. “It’s nothing. They are just going to separate us into different rooms or containers. They said the buses would be disposed of,” he said. He did not want to reveal too much because it would cause panic. Once the hostages knew their lives were on the line, things might spiral out of control. The mercenaries could kill a few of them to make an example, and none of the hostages would dare to cause problems anymore. Kaze kept it a secret because he wanted to protect the people. “That’s it?” “Is there anything else? How many men are there? What is their plan? Who are they looking for?” “We want to know because we want to survive. This isn't our problem—we just got caught up in it.” The hostages looked at Kaze, their eyes filled with worry. They felt aggrieved because they should not be caught in such a huge problem. “I don’t know either.” No matter how m
“There’s a room there. Get in.” The mercenary pointed his gun at the mother and son, which led them to look at Kaze nervously, seemingly asking for help. “What do you want?” The mother was nervous. She clutched her son’s hand tightly, nearly making him cry, but she reacted quickly enough to cover her son’s mouth to prevent him from doing so. “All women must go into that room. You go in now,” the mercenary explained. He did not want the woman to get the wrong idea. “You people won’t hurt me, right?” the mother asked, worried that she might be ravaged. “We are not into MILF,” said the other mercenary who was escorting Kaze, indirectly assuring the mother. Kaze shot a glance at the mother and nodded at her. “They told us they were going to separate us, so there’s nothing to worry about,” he said, worried that the mother and son would not cooperate. The mother then carried her son and followed the other mercenary into the room. It was called a room but it was actually ju