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.

occurred to him that to forty people from the Prince Gang were

belonged to either quasi-royal clans

were here?” Kyle stuttered

he was also from a wealthy family, he could not outrank those from the

one would turn away to

met them

we be

not! You can!” Kyle

in a cold sweat and felt so numb that

would approach him, much less bother to smash a bottle on

trying to do?” Jaron

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

he spoke, he pointed at

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

the Prince Gang, even those unknown, greeted Levi as their

The situation was alarming.

and Kyle were all