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.

to forty people from the Prince Gang were there, and they were the

belonged to either quasi-royal clans or royal

you… were here?” Kyle

a wealthy family, he could not outrank those from the

away to hide if they saw

he met them

Can’t we be here?” Jackson asked

You can!”

and felt so

would approach him, much less bother to smash

you trying

lesson. He is the bastard child from the Jones family, Levi.

he spoke, he pointed at

the rest of Prince Gang took a step forward and knelt in front of Levi. In unison, they called out in unison,

Gang, even those unknown, greeted

The situation was alarming.

and Kyle were