Chapter 3550 I Told You, You're Not Getting In

"Strong?"

The rebel commander scoffed as he glanced back at his well-armed troops. "No matter how strong he is, you think he can take on 10,000 men?"

Turning to his lieutenant, he barked out, "Have 100 men follow me. I want to see who's foolish enough to stand in my way. He must have a death wish."

"Yes, sir!"

The lieutenant swiftly gathered 100 soldiers, and together, they marched toward the edge of the forest.

Emerging from the trees, they spotted Matthew standing alone at the clearing's edge.

At the sight of him, the rebel commander let out a derisive laugh, his eyes full of scorn. "This is the guy you were so scared of? This is the one you said you couldn't beat?"

The scout, still shaken, nodded hesitantly. "Yes, sir. It's him. We had over a dozen men, but he wiped us out like it was nothing."

The commander chuckled, glancing at Matthew with mocking amusement. "Hey, kid. I hear you can fight. Well, lucky for you, we're pretty good at it too. Wanna give it a shot?"

his lieutenant burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the

the additional thousand logistics personnel,

simply gazed at them, unmoved by their laughter. He recalled the same smug expression Brennan had worn just moments before his

surrounding the Governor's Keep-that alone warrants death. You've gathered in armed numbers, violating the law-that's your second capital offense.

cold, measured tone. "Tell

Matthew figured he might

back his head and laughed. "Listen to this guy, talking

with that Governor chick? Maybe after I break down her gates, my men

"You're not getting in."

Shing!

of its sheath, and in an instant,

of steel rushed

I can't

as he threw himself sideways, heart pounding in his

"Haha! Dodged it!"

didn't feel any pain. Relief flooded through him—until he noticed his lieutenant staring at him with

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