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 him that to forty people from the Prince Gang were there, and

to either quasi-royal clans or

here?” Kyle

from a wealthy family, he could not outrank those from

one would turn away to

he met them

we be here?”

course not! You

sweat and felt so numb that he no longer felt

the Prince Gang would approach him, much less

trying to do?” Jaron

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

he spoke, he pointed

step forward and knelt in front of Levi. In unison, they called out

the Prince Gang, even those unknown, greeted Levi

The situation was alarming.

and Kyle