My beautiful boss

"Oh, well." Amaris sighed with resignation as she and Peter went on their way.

They cast long shadows in the moonlight. Indescribable sadness and loneliness emerged in Amaris's eyes.

She felt all alone despite Peter's company.

They proceeded to a five-star hotel and booked a Presidential Suite.

Their purpose for choosing such a hotel was very simple: they wanted to stay in a relatively safer place.

People who could afford such a luxury hotel were usually quite prominent. Even Wolf King would have second thoughts about causing trouble in such a place as it might inconvenience other powerful personalities.

Amaris sat, silent and distraught.

Not in the mood to flirt as well, Peter sat with her in silence.

A few drinks later, they soon fell asleep.

Peter found himself waking up at odd intervals, though. It was somehow difficult for him to sleep peacefully.

He had just fallen into another light sleep when he received a call from Amelia. What she said shook him wide awake.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Amaris asked, also shaken to consciousness because of Peter's reaction.

"Wolf King and Diego began fighting with each other! Stay here and rest. Do not leave this room! I'll go and have a look," Peter told her.

"Be careful," she said as she kissed him lightly on the forehead. "I'll wait for you to come back," she added.

"Okay." Peter nodded. He grabbed his coat and left the hotel immediately.

It was a dark and windy night.

Dressed in black armor, Caden left Prairie Pastoral with eight fierce men and went straight to Purple Leaf Tea House.

The men all carried sharp knives that reflected in the moonlight. They all looked fierce.

Caden carried a white canvas bag which contained some homemade explosives.

go to a fight that would

able to replace Tim completely and receive training from Wolf King to be the next leader

was not an option. He would not allow

to find a

head towards the tea house after parking a

sent 30 of his men to Prairie

and his subordinates arrived at Purple

dispersed to hide in themselves from sight. From their own spots, they watched, vigilant and

covered his face with a scarf, Caden walked

the two brawny men at the gate were about to ask,

finish, Caden swooped forward, took an iron rod, and

Bam!

fell to the

It was a horrible

rod to the opposite direction and threw it towards the

took two steps back and managed to avoid the attack. He was about to shout for

cuff, flew in the

to the ground, unable to breathe

mocked them with disdain. He then opened the door with his rod

was not unusual in

to attack at night, so he

fierce men in the area glared and charged at him, roaring

a moment and then

rod away, took a bomb out from

of the tea house. Upon reaching a ten-meter distance,

soared

went off, killing the fierce men. Several unlucky

and wails — sounds of pain and agony echoed through

of the second or third floor. Surely, these men were all valiant fighters led by Diego, which explained

roared with a grim smile. Holding his iron rod, he led his men to prepare to

feet. With their sharp knives, they rushed at the

and violence clouded the atmosphere.

Pak! Swoosh!