“If even Benny couldn’t treat him, I doubt anyone else can!” Ben sneered.
“Maybe prison is where he truly belongs!” Winnie said with a chuckle.
They were all so busy taunting Levi that none of them noticed the grin on his face.
“Don’t worry, Levi, we’re not here to hurt you. We just want to tell you that you should never push your luck, as you could fall from grace anytime! Your condition right now is a good example of that!”
“Yeah! Given that pathetic state you’re in, even we can’t bring ourselves to bully you right now!”
“He’s right! There’s no point in bullying someone who can’t even fight back at all!”
“Hahahaha…”
With that, the members of the Garrison family laughed as they made their way out of the house.
More guests kept showing up one after another.
They were all former victims of Levi’s wrath when he was in power, and had all come to mock him now that he was crippled.
Zoey could only console him. “Don’t take it to heart, darling. These guys are just trying to pick a fight with you. With my godfather around, they won’t dare do anything!”
They were fortunate enough to have Dale around, or Levi would’ve received more than just verbal insults.
Bang!
The door was suddenly kicked open, and dozens of men rushed into the room with Lucas taking the lead.
“So this is what’s left of the great Levi Garrison, huh? I never thought I’d live to see the day I get to have my revenge!”
Lucas had been holding a grudge against Levi ever since he had him castrated back then, but he was powerless to do anything about it.
After a long wait for his chance at revenge, he had been presented with that opportunity.
“So, you can’t even move a muscle, huh? Guess you can only watch helplessly as I hurt your mother, wife, and daughter!” Lucas shouted maniacally.
Clomp! Clomp! Clomp!
A few bodyguards stepped forward.
“Make a move, I dare you!” Sylas said.
She had stayed by Levi’s side ever since his downfall.
“Do you think you can stop us? What a joke! I came here to get my revenge on Levi, and I don’t give a damn who’s backing him up!” Lucas cackled like a madman.
Sylas was starting to panic. Those guys are elite fighters… I’m no match for them alone, and it’s too late to call for backup now! Lucas is obviously here for blood, and not even the Grand Master can stop him!
“You guys, take her out! The rest of you, bring me Levi’s limbs! Oh, and I want him castrated too!” Lucas ordered.
His men sprang into action, and Sylas was soon overpowered.
“Hahaha! How does it feels like to be in such despair, Levi?”
Lucas had a smug grin on his face.
“Do it!”
His men were about to make their move when a cold voice was heard from behind.
“I don’t think so!”
