Looking at how confident their son was, Tyrone and Olivia could not be more pleased.
Now that’s our son, our pride!
Born a genius with the strongest bloodline, our son has always been a prodigy, and his training only made him stronger.
“Go, my son! Head south. After all these years in Oakland City, it’s time for you to unleash your potential,” instructed Tyrone, whose life was too precious to be put at risk.
Worried for Tyrone’s safety, the Garrisons surrounded the man with thousands of guards no matter where he went.
Olivia nodded in agreement. “It’s time for you to see the world and let everyone witness what a true genius is capable of!”
The mother’s tone then took a turn. “Nonetheless, we should also make sure that Damien is safe.”
“I agree. We’ll send only the best to protect him and make sure that nothing bad happens,” concurred Tyrone.
Olivia was relieved to hear her husband utter such words. “I’ll also speak to my father and have him send our family’s elites.”
Damien chuckled in response. “You two don’t seem to trust me completely. I alone will be enough to take the South head-on. There is no need for any protection.”
“We know that you’re definitely the best amongst your peers, but you’re far too important for that. You are the future of the two most powerful ancient families, so we can’t allow anything to happen to you. Not even a slight risk,” explained Tyrone.
“I understand, Father. You’ll hear from me soon. I’m going to give Levi one hell of a surprise at his wedding,” promised Damien with a malicious scowl.
“Good! Make him sorry for mocking our family and remind him of how insignificant he is!” cackled Tyrone
“Mother, what happened to the butler?” asked Damien as he looked curiously at Dexter.
After his mother told him everything about what Dexter had done, Damien walked over to the butler and stepped on his wounds.
Crack!
Blood gushed out of the man’s wounds.
“Argh!”
Dexter cried out again in agony before looking at Damien with a pale face.
This boy is crueler than his father.
He has completely inherited the ruthlessness of both of his parents.
Being at his mercy is worse than death itself, so I choose death!
Dexter suddenly stood up and was ready to end his life by hitting his head against the wall.
Pow!
Damien kicked Dexter and sent the butler flying.
“Trying to kill yourself? You don’t have my permission to die just yet!”
Damien then laughed maniacally.
“Please grant me a swift death, Master Tyrone! I’m willing to accept death as my punishment,” Dexter begged the indifferent Tyrone.
“Why are you in a hurry to die? Isn’t it wonderful to be alive?” Damien continued to make fun of the butler.
“I guess that this makes you Levi’s savior, doesn’t it? Then, you’ll have to wait for him to rescue you. Do you think that he’ll come to your rescue if I tell him that you’d saved his life?”
Damien then turned to his parents. “I’ll be taking the butler with me. I need to use him against Levi.”
