The Protector

Crack!

Another man came forward and smashed another wine bottle on Kyle’s head.

Blood splattered everywhere, and there were glass shards strewn across the floor.

Being cruelly attacked on the same spot, Kyle became disoriented.

He furiously turned and demanded, “Who the hell hit me?”

“It’s me,” the man behind him replied coldly.

“M-Mr. Goel?”

Just as he was about to explode, Kyle saw a familiar face that made him cower in fear.

Isn’t he Jaron, the head of Prince Gang?

“Mr. Hunt? Mr. Quinn?…” Kyle proceeded to call out the people present.

from the Prince Gang were there, and they were the most

to either quasi-royal clans or

you… were here?” Kyle stuttered

he could not outrank those from the Prince

away to hide if they

he met

Can’t we be

You can!” Kyle hurriedly

in a cold sweat and felt so numb that he no longer felt

Prince Gang would approach him, much less

you trying

am teaching someone a lesson. He is the bastard child from the Jones family, Levi. He had the guts

he pointed

Gang took a step forward and knelt in

Gang, even those

The situation was alarming.

and Kyle