Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 991
“He’s just so lucky. He managed to escape our attacks unharmed every time we tried anything.”
Edward then went on to explain everything that had happened.
“Hmm. Logically, the bastard should’ve been starved to death much earlier. Yet, this lowlife lives longer than I expected.”
Damien abruptly changed the subject. “But it’ll be such a disgrace that the Garrison clan can’t even kill a bastard. Do you know that? You’ve ruined our family’s reputation! Kill Levi and his mom, or you’ll die! By hook or by crook, you must get this done. Do you understand me? Kill whoever from South Hampton tries to stop you too! If anyone of them spread the news, massacre the entire city! Spare no one who knows about the past incident.”
His violent voice echoed on the other side of the phone.
Edward gasped in shock.
Massacre the entire South Hampton?
“Mr. Damien, at least a few thousand people in South Hampton already know about this. Do you really want us to kill them all?”
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.
“Yes, kill them all! No one shall know about this! Plus, those people in South Hampton are a lost cause anyway,” Damien instructed resolutely.
How brutal! Mr. Damien is way crueler than his father and grandmother. A man like him is surely meant to do great things. He will certainly be more accomplished than Master Tyrone.
“I got it, Mr. Damien. We’ve only one night to do this as Levi and his mom will be going back tomorrow,” Edward informed.
“Alright. Kill them at all costs! I know our family has many fighters in the South. I’m now giving you the authority to mobilize them,” Damien told him.
“Understood!”
Two hundred fighters gathered in front of Edward at midnight.
The Garrison clan had been secretly training and keeping these men at various places in the South.
Such training was to ensure the influence of the most powerful ancient family across the whole of Erudia. It was also a backup for any unforeseen circumstances.
“Kill them all!” Edward ordered.
“Xabian Goel, none of you will be able to escape this tonight. You shall all rot in hell! This is the price you shall pay for going against the mighty Garrison clan!”
A glint of malice flashed across Edward’s gaze.
The fighters were soon on the move, aiming to slaughter everyone in South Hampton.
It showed how influential the Garrison clan was.
Anyone who messed with them had a death wish.
In the Edburg Manor.
Emma was busy catching up with her family while Levi stood outside, puffing away at a cigarette.
Just then, Ezra called from the West Warzone.
“Boss, I think I’ll be able to make it to your wedding because the mission will be ending earlier than expected,” he informed excitedly.
“Great, I’ll be waiting!”
It’s great that Ezra can attend my wedding.
“I’ll be coming with Wyatt from the North, Rogier from the South, and Colton from the East. Someone from each of the Nine Warzones must attend your wedding. Despite our status, you’re still our boss and master. Hence, we can’t be absent,” Ezra continued enthusiastically.
I’m going to attend the boss’ wedding together with the Commander-In-Chief of the Nine Warzones. We have to be there to witness the most important moment in our boss’ life.
“Okay, I’ll be sure to prepare a ton of wine for you guys.”
At that thought, Levi grew more eager for his wedding day to come.
“By the way, boss, there’s one more thing…”
Before he could finish his sentence, however, Levi interrupted him. “Hold on. Something’s not right.”
He had sensed something unusual happening around him.
