Lahat ng Kabanata ng Leading My Family to Glory: Kabanata 321 - Kabanata 330

"Money, an unbelievable amount of money."Brogan Leitch answered, "Sorry, Brother Iron Mask, you know I love to gamble. I have accumulated a huge amount of debt. I did not dare tell you, fearing you will cut my hands off. I had no choice.""Oh…" Iron Mask replied softly. He did not know how he felt at this moment. "I have betrayed you. Why aren’t you reacting?" Brogan seemed as if he was disappointed in Iron Mask’s reaction. He thought Iron Mask would be angry, that he would scold him for being heartless. However, none of these happened.Iron Mask simply stood there with his metal claws shining under the night light. “So Brogan Leitch, from now on, you are my enemy.”“Oh… ” Brogan mirrored Iron Mask’s reply. “Aren’t you worried if Tyr dies?”Iron Mask said, “Demon Tower killing the boss? Brogan, do you believe that?”“True, I don’t believe that's possible.”Brogan said, “Even a thousand Demon Towers could not kill one Tyr, especially with Don Quijote by his side. It is even

Brogan Leitch spat blood on himself and Iron Mask. Brogan tried to use his remaining strength to grab Iron Mask but to his avail. His hands lost their strength and could not go further.It was the same before his death. He could not touch Iron Mask even though he tried his best.He struggled for one last time. His eyes filled with a glint of hatred.At this moment, the surroundings looked like a death pit. The battle was still ongoing. However, getting rid of Brogan’s lackey was only a matter of time.The people that Iron Mask brought were people that worked in the shadows for the Regal Palace in Thailand. This was the real power of Regal Palace in each country.Iron Mask did not fight anymore. He stood beside Brogan’s dead body and wiped the blood of his metal claws.After the metal claws were wiped clean, it shone brightly once more under the moonlight. Iron Mask then put the handkerchief that he used to wipe his claws on Brogan’s body.Finally, the battle had ended. The Regal

“Southern King Juan Yates?”Sky Eye went silent for a few seconds. The eye logo on Tyr Summers’ phone stared back at him.After almost ten seconds later, Sky Eye said, “Juan Yates’ information is very classified, so even if it's you Mr. Summers…”“Stop spouting nonsense, get to the point. What's the price?”“Three hundred million…”“Three hundred million?” Tyr’s pupils contracted, and his body twitched.“Yes, three hundred million US dollars!”“F*ck!!!”Tyr almost threw his phone away. GPE was really living up to its reputation of charging customers without care.Three hundred million US dollars, just to tell them where Juan currently was!Tyr had the money, and Regal Palace had the money.However, they couldn’t just simply spend the money. Tyr wanted to end the call, but Juan was his brother. He could not abandon him.Even if Juan died, Tyr would still want to find his body. He was willing to pay three hundred million.“The money will be transferred to GPE’s bank account.

Rain was pouring even more heavily now, but this group of Hound Mercenaries was fast asleep. As for the ten people who were in charge of the patrol, they were taken out by Juan Yates and his men—murdered under a second without a chance to struggle, just like how Juan had done earlier. It wasn’t that Hound Mercenaries were weak. In fact, each of them was an expert who could take on a hundred men on their own. It was just a pity that Juan’s group was even more insane. So much so that when Juan and his men killed the patrolmen, those who were sleeping did not even notice a thing. This was illogical. For elite mercenaries like them, they should be sensitive to their environment no matter their slumber’s circumstances. Any slight disturbances should be able to wake them. However, this time, after Juan and his men had killed the people on watch, the ones who were still asleep did not even stir. There were two reasons for this. The first being Juan and his men were too skilled. The

The crowd parted up ahead, and a woman dressed in a black, tight dress with a voluptuous figure and gorgeous face walked over. Beside her was a subordinate holding an umbrella over her. At that moment, this woman was exuding the aura of a queen mother. Previously, Kimmy had never dressed this way in front of Juan. She had been obedient and gentle, but now, Juan Yates could barely recognize her. “If you weren’t the Southern King of Regal Palace, I would have considered marrying you,” Kimmy said. Although there was vaguely any affection in her tone, Juan could sense that Kimmy had certainly fallen for him. “I’m sorry, Juan. I have no choice because my father, Golda, is Farrar from Orpheus. He also has another identity, which is one of the former members of Shadow Totem’s Twenty Four Nightbringers. So, after your Regal Palace destroyed Shadow Totem two years ago, it was destined that the Goult would be your sworn enemies. “It was also destined that you and I can never be together.