Semua Bab Last Man Standing: Bab 561 - Bab 570

"Exactly," Nevaeh confirmed with a nod."They were decent folks," Howard said, an aloofness spreading from him."Sir..." Nevaeh hesitated, her voice trailing off."I followed your orders, checked everything. The Snyder's high-standing is backed by your own kin, the Wale family."Marciano's mother, and the siblings', is Betty Wale. She's the sister of the Wale family's second-in-command and the matriarch of the Snyder family."With no one else in the car, Nevaeh laid bare Howard's heritage.She was right.Howard was indeed born into the enigmatic Wale family.In the shadowy corners of Rackaham, secretive clans and ancient warrior sects wielded power that rivaled even the noblest of families.For instance, the secretive clans might look like any old family tree, but some of those clans are powerhouses, outmuscling most sects with ease.In fact, it was not uncommon for a sect leader to have hailed from one of those influential families. At the top of that elite heap sat the Wale

"Sir, I'll take care of this," Lukas said, stepping out of the vehicle."You fools! Do you even know where you are?" the man in charge bellowed at Lukas."Thinking you can come here and run wild, you must be sick of living..."He did not get to finish his threat. Lukas' wrist flicked continuously, and the Cold Moon Saber sent out a flurry of razor-sharp arcs slicing toward the six concrete bollards.The bollards shattered like they were made of glass, debris flying in all directions.The men at the gate watched, jaws hitting the floor, eyes wide with disbelief. They were completely stunned.Was that some kind of action movie? Just a few effortless slashes, and the bollards were history!This guy was no ordinary fighter!"Quick... Someone report this, now!" the leader managed, his voice tight with fear."Step aside!" Lukas did not even wait to finish his warning before he strode toward them with purpose."What... Who are you? This is the Snyder estate, and if you think you can

The man who had been smacked by the slipper gasped, his breath turning to frost in his shock. That man was the King of the West all along!?That realization sent a chill racing down his spine. He was lucky Emmett had intervened earlier, or he would be in a world of regret right then!Others in the room, unfamiliar with Howard, felt a weight settle on their shoulders. The King of the West himself had graced them with his presence!Did that mean the Snyder family was in deep trouble?"Also, I'm curious. Does Master Howard grace us today as the King of the Western Region or as the Lord of the Shadow Sect?" Emmett asked after a brief hesitation."Today, I represent neither," Howard replied calmly. "I come purely as myself, Howard.""What does that mean?" Emmett blinked in confusion. "Then, what's the purpose of your visit, Master Howard?""I'm here to find someone," Howard stated simply."To find someone?" Emmett echoed, puzzled. "Which member of the Snyder family are you seeking?"

"Uh-oh!" The man's brow furrowed, and he tried to muster his energy to defend himself. To his horror, his strength failed him in that critical moment, leaving him defenseless against the crushing blow.Boom! The man was sent flying, a trail of blood arcing behind him as he crashed and tumbled across the ground. His ribs were shattered, blood spilling from his lips.Before he could catch his breath, Mystical Chubby was upon him once more. "Believe me now?" Mystical Chubby's voice was calm as another fierce palm strike whistled through the air."No, please..." The man's plea was cut short. A spray of blood erupted from his chest, his eyes widened in shock. After a few final twitches, he lay motionless. A look of bitter frustration was etched on his face. It was a bitter pill to swallow, being defeated by a young warrior of such high martial prowess.Mystical Chubby swept his gaze over the ground, then pivoted to Howard. "Sir, shall we go?""Sure," Howard replied with a nod, striding

Boom!Howard's words still hung in the air when a massive force erupted from the third floor of the tower.The whole level was a disaster zone like it had been hit by a hurricane, with the roof torn off and flung skyward, the scene utterly shocking."The martial emperor level!?"Mystical Chubby's eyes narrowed, and he quickly retreated, his neck shrinking back as he put some distance between himself and the chaos.As he ran, he yelled back over his shoulder."Boss, this freak is all yours! Don't hold back—knock him dead!"Before he could finish, a slicing gust of wind came barreling toward him."Got a short fuse, huh? Can't handle a little trash talk?" After detecting the lethal intent behind him, Mystical Chubby dodged to the side in the nick of time.He hit the ground hard but managed to roll away from danger."Old man, you're gonna regret it if you end up in my clutches. I'll give you a beating you won't forget!" He spat out a mouthful of grass and scrambled to his feet.