Lord Protector Novel

After ensuring that the eight Archduke Class Warriors could no longer fight back, Justice Warrior stopped and walked toward Zeke.

“Zeke, I’d arrived late. I’ll drink three shots as punishment.”

“F*** off,” Sole Wolf cursed, “There’s not much Alpha wine with us. If you drink three shots as punishment, what are we left with?”

While they were chatting merrily over a drink, the Prime Minister was feeling conflicted.

He quietly retreated to a corner, hoping that he could turn invisible.

Now that Zeke and the Four Hidden Sects are standing on opposing sides, will Zeke have the capability to defend himself against the maniacal attacks from the Four Hidden Sects?

Abruptly, his phone rang. It was a call from Supreme Leader.

The Prime Minister immediately answered.

“Sir, the situation here is out of control. I can’t do anything about it. It’s best if you come in person to settle the conflict.”

The Supreme Leader sucked in a deep breath. “I’m aware of the situation at hand. Pass the phone over to Zeke. I’ll speak to him personally.”

“Okay.”

The Prime Minister then handed the phone to Zeke.

When Zeke realized that the Supreme Leader was on the other end of the call, his attitude turned to one that was humble.

“Sir, you’re looking for me?”

The Supreme Leader sucked in another deep breath. “Yes. Zeke, I’ve found out about the situation at hand. The Four Hidden Sects have been pressuring me. They’d wanted me to order you to retreat and to punish you.”

Zeke asked, “Sir, does this mean that you’re holding me accountable for this?”

The Supreme Leader hummed a sound of disagreement. “Of course not. I’ve always wanted to deal with the Four Hidden Sects, but I simply couldn’t, back then. Let me ask you a question. How confident are you, in successfully dealing with the Four Hidden Sects?”

Zeke answered, “Seventy-percent.”

Without skipping a beat, the Supreme Leader replied, “Okay. I’ll fully support your actions. I won’t ask about this again. The hundreds of millions of Eurasian citizens and I will back you up. We’ll rise and fall together.”

The last traces of worry dissipated from Zeke’s heart. “I will do this well.”

He then threw the phone back to the Prime Minister.

The Prime Minister muttered, “Great Marshal, you’ll be retreating now, right?”

Zeke flashed a grin at the Prime Minister. His smile had made the hairs on the back of the Prime Minister’s neck stand.

An ominous feeling crept into his heart.

Zeke glanced at the time. “There are five minutes before the allocated time arrives. Justice Warrior, notify the bombers. If the head of the Carter sect doesn’t come out for the meeting within five minutes, flatten the Carter sect’s grounds.”

“Sure!” Justice Warrior answered him easily, before notifying the bomber fleet.

The Prime Minister was speechless.

What’s going on?

Does he not listen to the Supreme Leader’s orders anymore?

No, no. Look at his fearless face.