[lan: Rachel, I love you!]

[Rachel: lan, you're usually not this sappy. What's gotten into you?]

lan dared not tell her about his current predicament.

He thought, 'If anything happens, let this be my final words.'

His phone vibrated. Rachel's reply soon followed. [lan, I love you too.]

Tears brimmed in lan's eyes. His lips trembled, and his heart raced wildly. 'Screw it. If I die, I die.'

He reached for the machete, opened the car door, and charged forward to help Justin. He managed to injure two men in one go.

But he had no real combat skills. He was a complete amateur. Within a few exchanges, his arm was slashed, the wound so deep that the bone was almost visible. "lan! Get back in the car!" Justin roared, glaring at him.

In that moment of distraction, a machete slashed straight toward Justin's face.

"Mr. Salvador!" lan gasped, cold sweat soaked his back.

Fortunately, Justin reacted quickly. He dodged just in time and grabbed the arm blocking him, snapping it with brute force.

then did he understand

only causing

over ten minutes, they

was in shreds, slashed to pieces. His chiseled, handsome face

undefeated war god,

arrived. They were

blood. Gripping a blade wrestled from an enemy, he tilted his head. The sound of cracking joints echoed sharply.

was Grant's sinister, calculated scheme. Even if Justin fought his way out

moment, the roar of a sports car engine came

"Justin! We're here!"

From a blue Ferrari, Asher and Drew stepped down with

Justin's gaze slightly. A storm

his chest.

filled with

strength once again.

declaring war on Grant, Justin had resolved to walk this treacherous, sinister, unpredictable path alone. He was ready to

him fight alone. It brought him Asher, a brother who shared life and death with him, and Drew, with whom he had rekindled their

it was thanks to

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