The group of customers was so frightened that their legs turned to jelly. Thus, they sank to their knees and apologized profusely.

“Damn it!” Julian cursed, “How dare you b****es bully my woman?”

“Feed them to the sharks in East Skuld.”

Thud!

Upon hearing this, they broke down and started begging for mercy.

“Let’s not bring ourselves down to their level. If we were to do that, would it not be an insult to our stature?” Emily said, “Leave them be.”

“Alright,” Julian agreed, “I’ll listen to you.”

“However, all of you will still be punished.”

“All of you will have to kneel here for one day and one night to atone for your mistakes.”

“Yes!”

The group of people started kowtowing once again as they thanked him.

Emily held Julian’s arm as they walked out and entered a Malbec.

Only after they had gotten inside the car did Emily release Julian’s arm reluctantly.

“May I ask if it was the Great Marshal who sent you here to help me?”


“Looks like he hasn’t gotten over me yet,” she said cheerfully. There’s still hope for me then.

“The Great Marshal?” Julian spat coldly, “Haha, he’s a nobody to me.”

Hmph?

She got alarmed and asked, “You weren’t sent here by the Great Marshal?”

“Then why did you help me? I don’t think we know each other.”

“Who on earth are you?”

“My true identity is beyond your wildest imaginations,” Julian replied, “Even if I revealed my identity, you still wouldn’t know who I am.”

“Why did you help me?” she asked.

“It’s very simple,” Julian answered, “That’s because we have a common enemy.”

“A common enemy? Who’s that?” Emily asked curiously.

“Zeke Williams,” Julian spat, “The reason I helped you was that I wanted to recruit you to help me take on Williams.”

Emily wasn’t sure if she should laugh or cry.

“Zeke Williams is the Great Marshal. He’s an incredibly powerful man.”

“I’m nothing compared to him.”

“Even you can’t handle him, let alone me.”

“I’m afraid you’ve come to the wrong person.”

Julian shook his head. “No, that’s not true. I could have him killed anytime if I had wanted him dead.”

“However, that punishment will be too lenient.”

“I want to torture him slowly. I want to spoil his reputation. I want him to wish that he were dead!”

Julian then proceeded to give Emily an elaboration of his plan.

After hearing him out, Emily’s brows furrowed, “You want to replace him as the new Great Marshal?”

Julian nodded his head. “That’s right.”

Emily studied him from head to toe as she had some doubts about his capabilities.

Although he had shown himself to be very powerful just now, the Great Marshal was no pushover either.
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