Grom Santi, the black-clad youth, scowled. "Is that part of Mr. Lionheart's plans?"

"Uh... Of course!" Chet quickly replied.

In reality, he was no more than Sil Lionheart's lapdog-he was no martial artist and did not have many connections.

That was why Sil sent him to Zamri to lead the black-clad men.

However, they were Lionheart martial elites and naturally did not think highly of Chet, what with his insatiable greed and lust.

Even them being there was out of respect to Sil-they would not be following his orders anytime soon.

Chet knew that very well, which was why he name-dropped Sil, or the black-clad men would just up and leave.

this quick, or it'd be troublesome if Lanecorp

would never

not some bodyguard, but the one man in Lanecorp they should not mess with. One might say that Chet was throwing

knew who the people in the factory were, they would

for them, they

that piece of shit won't cause us trouble." Grom

the strongest in

more or less privy to some insider information

venture into

rumored to be spurred Sil's recently budding relationship

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