The Established Siblings of the Pack

Kingsley still managed to walk fast despite the uneven mountain path.

It only took him a few short moments before he was halfway up the mountain.

Zayne stood on the steps of the gazebo and waved at him. “This way!” he urged.

Unhesitantly, Kingsley strode in his direction while he asked, “What of Professor Gershwin? Have you found him?”

“There’s no need to rush into looking for the professor. Come over. I have a few friends I want you to meet.” Zayne gradually bared his fangs and added sullenly, “No introduction needed, yeah? You know each other.”

After Kingsley walked up the steps and into the gazebo, he put on a puzzled expression. “Mr. Martin? What are you doing here?”

Before Wendell could reply, Zayne started braying with laughter, “Haha! Of course he is here to help me teach you a lesson! I am sure you didn’t expect for this to happen, you piece of sh*t. You are such easy prey!”

He then blocked off the entrance of the pavilion with his torso as he roared, “Since you are the one who voluntarily fell into our trap, I have no choice but to kill you off!”

“Kill me?” Kingsley looked at him with cold eyes. “I will give you a chance to back out of this for your father’s sake.”

“Back out? Why should I?” Zayne’s face was twisted with rage. “I have been planning for this day for so long. I won’t back out!”

said, he waved his hand and barked, “Mr. Martin!

neck while he

“Do it!” Kingsley nodded.

“What is the meaning of this, Mr.

only hooked a finger without saying a

four burly men behind him dashed toward Zayne with

back, he shouted in horror, “Mr. Martin! I will pay you! I will pay you three times the promised amount!

the money if it were someone else! Unfortunately, with Boss as my opponent, I have to

kill him now! Do you really think he’ll let you go after

me go or not, I will personally apologize to him for what happened today.

respectfully came to Kingsley and bowed. “Boss, how would you

back and after he slowly walked deeper into the gazebo, he sat down on a bench. “Bring him

the four burly men

the back of his knee, making him fall and kneel

respectful Wendell was with me at the hospital, didn’t you? And still you went and sought

his teeth and spat, “I wouldn’t have come to him

of his head without missing a beat. “F*ck! Who are you calling

stars, but he still refused to admit defeat. “You are a coward! You are spineless! How are you someone from the underground but you are