Chapter 1449

At this moment, they were unaware that the members of the Gordon family who were abroad had already returned to District Fourteen.

So, they simply regarded lan and his group as irrelevant bystanders or a minor force attached to the Gordon family and didn’t pay them much heed.

Despite hearing the threats, lan remained indifferent, his expression still one of nonchalance.

“Bring it on. I can’t wait to see if the Bartitsu Guild will send someone to rescue you and if they will dare to lay a

hand on us.”

“You-”

“Do you know where the one who died was taken?”

He posed a sudden question, causing the expressions of those men to shift several times, yet no one uttered a word.

With a slight smile, lan remained unfazed and casually provided the answer.

“That guy has already been taken to the headquarters of the Bartitsu Guild. He’s lying right at the entrance. I’m curious to see who among you is so eager to go and keep him company right now,” he declared with a hint of

sarcasm.

The faces of those few people instantly turned pale, as if grappling with disbelief when they heard that.

“W-What are you talking about? The headquarters of the Bartitsu Guild is not a place where people like you can come and go as you please. Do you really think you’re a big shot?”

a posture that exuded loftiness and superiority. “So you think that by aligning yourselves

a dagger from

move? Which hand

change in subject

who was making a fuss just now was the first to react, immediately raising his

Intimidate us? I’m warning you. If you dare lay a hand on us, the

lan dug at his

subordinate, keenly observing the subtle movement, acted without a word and kicked the man out, sending him sprawling to the ground. With a

Morrison asks you something, you answer

step, causing him to

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distress, lan shifted his gaze to the remaining few

move? Or did everyone make a move? If no one’s going

who exactly made a move? Or did everyone make a move? If no one’s going to talk,

one spoke.

juncture, lan’s patience wore thin. He nodded, pressing on the armrest of

deep night, emanating from the crack of the warehouse door, casting a layer of

to the subordinate trailing behind him. Bathed in moonlight, he admired his now clean hands

you see fit, but don’t kill them. Come dawn, take them and the

acknowledged the order. “Yes, sir.”

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