A Film Queen

Chapter 412

Chapter 412

The people from Fourth Branch Sect talked tough, their words menacing, but deep down, they knew better than to provoke him recklessly.

After all, if they were to truly harm Leon, not only would King and the members of the First and Second Branch Sect never let them off lightly, but they would also have to contend with the hidden forces Leon had nurtured in secret.

The outcomes would be too harsh for them to handle.

Leon quickly arrived at Oliver’s room.

Since Oliver seldom spent the night at the Fourth Branch Sect, his room was tucked away in an isolated spot, nearly hidden unless carefully observed.

Leon lifted his hand and rapped on the door, “Oliver, open the door.”

No reply came from within.

With a furrowed brow, he quelled the anxiety within him and knocked once more, “Open up, King wishes to speak with you.”

King, following behind him quietly, felt slightly awkward when his name was mentioned. “Just knock on the door. Why involve me? I have nothing to say to him.”

He voiced this with a trace of irritation, still clearly upset.

Leon chose to ignore his words entirely, suppressing his irritation as he knocked again. When the silence inside persisted, a sense of unease crept over him. Without hesitation, he lifted his foot and kicked the door open with force.

With a resounding “bang”, particles of dust scattered through the air.

The room, neglected for ages, had gathered a dense coating of dust that was disturbed by the power of the kick.

the room

Where is he?

stern gaze on those still surrounding him, and demanded in a commanding voice, “Where is

presence, seldom showing signs of anger. Yet when provoked, his fury

Ghost

standing before them with a face full of hostility, even though he held no gun in his hand and was dressed simply from head to

have known when you don’t know!” replied

anyone could react, he swiftly positioned himself in front of

me, where

rapid that no one had

in a state of terror, the blade at his throat threatening to cut him.

cold as he tightened his grip, causing the dagger to puncture the man’s neck, blood spraying out. “Then

“Wait, I… I…”

of the Four Branch Sect was pale and trembling, paralyzed with fear. Though his last vestige of reason urged him to kneel and plead for mercy from

and knelt down, even if Leon spared his life, once Nimbus and Raiden

time, it’s

against Leon, but if he were to kill them, it would be like crushing an

of relenting, a shorter subordinate on the side could no

proceeded to gesture in

and King exchanged a quick look, each reflecting

the ground and dashed toward the direction pointed out by

from

layout, incorporating the familiar robust steel and concrete structure

Sect, each branch sect maintains its own

have these prisons established because she didn’t want to

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