Chapter 118
Chapter 118
Arrogance, mockery, and derision were written all over Yusof's face as he towered over Lucas with a sense of superiority.
Lucas looked at Charlotte and asked, “Why?” Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.
Although he had an illegitimate daughter, he still treated Charlotte very well and satisfied her every demand.
“How can you compare to Yusof? He's from Jeradus, so he naturally has a higher status than you.”
Yusof gleefully laughed when he heard Charlotte's reply. “Did you hear that? I have a higher status than you! Has she pleasured you before? I bet the answer is no! But she has done it for me!” he announced crudely.
Lucas squeezed his eyes shut as murderous thoughts filled his head.
“Stop wasting time and call Donald here! I will kill him myself for daring to harm my son! How dare he even say one head costs one million?”
Just then, the dull sound of footsteps traveled from the door.
“I have now changed my mind. One head is worth ten million now. Yours are unincluded.” An emotionless voice sounded.
Yusof straightened his back and looked in the direction of the door.
Zayne, Tyson, and Lucas were startled for a moment before looks of shame appeared on their faces.
After all, they were the most powerful people in Pollerton, but they were sorely defeated by Octagon Sect that day.
Donald walked in wearing a black suit and a white shirt. As he was well-built, and his clothes were well-fitted, he looked tall and imposing.
“Why are you courting death?” Donald asked calmly.
Jasper stared at Donald with a vicious glint in his eye, and he pointed at Donald. “It's him, Granddad! Kill him!”
“You are Donald Campbell?” Charlotte asked furiously.
With an impassive face, Donald glanced at her before turning his gaze to Zayne, Tyson, and Lucas. The three lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look into Donald's eyes.
“Do you know who Jasper is? He is my son! And I am the president of the Pollerton branch's Jeradus Karate Association! Did you not think of the consequences when you tried to harm Jasper?” bellowed Charlotte.
Titus also chimed in, “It seems like because Octagon Sect was peacefully doing business these years and did not engage in fights, small fries like you forgot our might! Today, regardless of who you are and who is backing you, you must die!”
“I don't think so,” declared Donald, slowly shaking his head.
Titus snorted and used his strange combat technique once again. In a flash, he appeared in front of Donald, leaving behind a series of afterimages, and he stabbed a dagger in the direction of
Donald's chest.
His movement was as fast as lightning.
Yusof chuckled, expecting Donald to get stabbed, but his eyes suddenly widened in shock when he saw Donald clamp down on the blade with his fingers.
With a slight bend of his finger, the blade shattered. Then, Donald grabbed Titus' right arm and tore it right off his body!
“Ah!” screamed Titus in pain as he collapsed against the floor, his arm still in Donald's hands.
Donald threw the arm on the ground and declared, “One hundred million, or I will kill you.”
Though his voice was monotone, it still sent shivers down everyone's spines.
Meanwhile, Zayne and the others were thrilled. As expected of Lord Campbell! Even an expert like Titus is no match for him!
“Dad!” Charlotte screeched as she ran toward Titus to check his injuries.
Immediately, her heart sank.
The skin around the wound was smooth as if a sharp weapon had sliced through it cleanly. Yet, the arm was torn off by Donald, which meant that he was abnormally strong.
“Yusof, kill him!” Charlotte ordered angrily.