After hearing the analysis from his servant, Flynn couldn’t help but laugh and retorted:
“What does Cruz coming to Niarak to kill Braiden have to do with my wanting to kill Braiden?”
Kimber, with a cold face, scornfully said, “Indeed, it has nothing to do with it. You just got lucky. You ran into the God of War Cruz seeking vengeance. Otherwise, do you think you could have killed so many people?”
“The people at the foot of the mountain turned into a mist of blood. My mistress says that to make hundreds of people explode into a blood mist at the same time, at least a Greater Sovereign could do it.”
“So you mean to say you are a Greater Sovereign now? What a joke. My mistress is a Grandmaster, how could you possibly be stronger than her?”
Flynn sneered coldly, “Just because your mistress can’t do it, does it mean no one else can? What kind of fallacy is that?”
“If you doubt my ability, why don’t you ask Cruz?”
“Or you could check Northview where I blew up a few Semi-Grandmasters. Don’t believe it? Go and see for yourself.”
Flynn, tired of arguing with Layla, finished speaking and immediately descended the mountain.
Cruz and Yves, these two were also extremely annoying.
Just seeing them irritated him.
He had told them not to bother him again, but they dared to come over.
What if Lyra followed the clues to Niarak?
Wherever that girl went, chaos ensued.
What if she found out he had a woman in Niarak? Wouldn’t she tear the skies of Niarak apart?
He thought Lyra would behave herself in the army, but she was as troublesome as ever.
Just wait, after helping his mother get revenge, he would make sure she was sent abroad for peacekeeping.
Out of sight, out of mind!
Layla coldly watched Flynn’s retreating figure, then headed straight up the mountain.
“Huh? Why is General Yancey only wearing shorts and a shirt?” Layla frowned as she walked.
Performance art?
Or does General Yancey have a tendency to expose himself?
“Having killed so many people, General Yancey must have gotten a lot of blood on him. He couldn’t wear those clothes anymore, right?” Kimber analyzed.
Hearing Kimber’s words, Layla scoffed at herself and shook her head.
She had wanted to ask if the scene was Flynn’s doing, but it turned out Yves had gone mad with killing, getting blood all over his clothes, and had to throw them away.
Cruz also had blood stains.
It must have been the work of the two of them together.
Good thing Kimber mentioned it, or she would have made a fool of herself.
Even if the two men held power, that didn’t mean they could go on a killing spree.
Although Layla didn’t like Braiden, he was still a member of the Three-Family Alliance.
She decided to ask properly.
“General Yancey, God of War Cruz,” Layla put away her aloof demeanor and greeted them.
Over the years, she had made many connections in the military, political, and business worlds.
In terms of connections and family background, Layla was no less than Cruz and even surpassed him.
But Yves was not only the legitimate son of the Pearce family but also a general with a military rank and a Martial Arts Greater Sovereign.
He was no match for Cruz, a mere major general and scion of a wealthy family, and a Great Grandmaster.
Facing Heavenly King Yves, Layla had to bow her head.
“Who is this?” Yves glanced at Layla and frowned.
Cruz smiled and introduced, “General Yancey, this is Miss Layla Woods, the number one saint of the Southern Territory.”
Layla smiled faintly.
“Hello, General Yancey!” Kimber peeked out from behind Layla, shyly greeted, then ducked back.
If anyone else had asked, Kimber would have already scolded them.
What?
You don’t know my mistress?
You don’t know the number one saint of the Southern Territory?
You don’t know the disciple of the Green Liniment Ghost Doctor?
You don’t know the legitimate daughter of the Woods family?
My mistress is renowned far and wide, a star wherever she goes, and you don’t know her?
For ordinary people or the wealthy families, it was normal not to know certain things, but for someone of Yves’ status, ignorance was commonplace.
After all, his circle was among the elite of Ostrad, a place Layla had not yet earned the right to enter.
Yves thought for a moment and then said with a light smile, “Oh, Miss Woods! Lennon’s most proud disciple, right?”
“I’ve heard of Miss Woods. She’s exceptionally skilled and a superb healer. Meeting her today, I see she truly has a commanding presence and is also quite beautiful.”
He spent most of his time in the military camps and rarely interacted with the outside world, but after Layla had cured several family heads from powerful clans, her reputation had indeed grown loud enough for him to have heard of her occasionally.
“Miss, General Yancey says you’re beautiful!” Kimber tugged at Layla’s sleeve, clearly excited.
Layla smiled at Yves, her expression calm though her heart fluttered slightly.
Even someone as strong as Layla couldn’t remain indifferent to General Yancey’s compliments.
It was like a princess receiving praise from a prince-a truly honorable situation.
“Haha… I’m not just flattering you, Miss Woods is indeed beautiful,” Yves couldn’t help but take another look at Layla, making her slightly embarrassed.
It was typical-when an outstanding man like Yves gave her extra attention, Layla didn’t get angry but took it as a form of admiration.
After all, a woman dresses for the one who admires her.
For lesser men, like Flynn, not only would Layla get angry, but she would also deem them despicable and shameless.
Looks are justice, and strength is justice.
In Layla’s eyes, Flynn had neither, but Yves had both.
“Did Miss Woods come to seek out the God of War Cruz?” Yves asked with a smile.
Layla nodded with a smile.
Though Yves had also been involved in killings, Layla wasn’t in a position to question him.
She could only confront Cruz.
“Well, then, I’ll leave you to it,” Yves said before heading down the mountain.
Layla was excellent, but not yet to the point where he considered befriending her.
In Yves’ circle, there were many girls like her, some even more outstanding than Layla.
After watching Yves leave, Layla’s expression turned cold again and said:
“Did the God of War come for Braiden?”
“That’s right, I killed him, what about it?” Cruz frowned at Layla’s tone.
“You’ve done so much for Rose, costing the three-family alliance greatly. It was only natural for Braiden to report you.”
“Aren’t you afraid of military repercussions for harboring resentment and killing him?”
“Natural?” Braiden burst into laughter upon hearing this, pulling out a document and slapping it into Layla’s hand:
“Look at the military’s investigation results on me. Where have I abused my power?”
“I haven’t even touched Rose, and you slander her as my woman?”
“I haven’t been to Niarak in a year, and you accuse me of colluding with Mr. Richardson to buy Ponocord Bay at a low price?”
“I’ve been on military duty these past two months, forbidden from external contact, and you accuse me of using the military’s name to enlist Mr. Price and celebrities to support Rose?”
“You people from the three-family alliance are all sick!”
Cruz vented his anger fiercely.
Layla read the military investigation order word by word, and was utterly stunned.
The document refuted the accusations against Braiden with sound arguments.
Cruz had never left Bingford since last September?
Buzz-
Layla’s mind went blank.
“You’ve never left Bingford? Then who was the man at Thodell Mansion over a month ago?”
“And who killed the King of Poison?”