After Robin left, Jeff Reczek also departed, leaving Rodney Chambers trembling as he made his way out. The only one left was the bloodied figure of Andrew Harris.
“Whimper… whimper…”
A chilly wind blew by, and Andrew Harris began to sob. He had dug his own grave. Who had he offended to end up in such a state?
Not long after, someone discovered him and called an ambulance that took this bloodied man to the hospital.
“Goodness…”
Upon seeing Andrew Harris, the doctor gasped. The sight was horrific. He was completely ruined.
“Whimper… whimper…”
Andrew Harris wanted to speak, to ask if there was any hope for him, but he was so severely injured and wrapped in bandages that he couldn’t form words, only whimpers.
“Hey, no point in treatment. Go home, eat and drink well,” the doctor said, patting his shoulder. He understood the longing look in Andrew’s eyes. The news made Andrew’s face turn ashen.
Soon after, he was transported back to the Harris Family residence in St. Sunday.
In the main hall of the Harris family residence, two people were discussing business. One was the head of the Harris family, Jayden Harris, a real estate tycoon in St. Sunday. The other was Rolf Haynes, the leading jeweller in town.
Their discussion eventually led to a mysterious Mr. X.
“Who is this Mr. X, and what is his purpose in St. Sunday?” Jayden Harris asked with a grave expression. Mr. X had been creating so much chaos in just a few days, causing him concern.
“Firstly, he’s from Kisia, that’s clear from his attire and voice. Secondly, he’s a hawk, or perhaps he wasn’t in the past, but he certainly is now. Thirdly, Kisia’s leading war god has arrived in the South Province. Though recent intel suggests he’s moved eastwards, and we’re in the west, it’s not clear. So, under no circumstances should we provoke Mr. X. Absolutely not,” Rolf Haynes analysed and particularly emphasised not to provoke Mr. X.
Look at the powerful Gilkes family, now obliterated. Not to mention their families, which are far less powerful than the Gilkes. They were nothing but a side dish in front of Mr. X.
“Yes, we must not provoke that killer,” Jayden Harris sighed, confirming this viewpoint in his heart. He could not afford to provoke Mr. X. However, he remembered something and asked, “Tomorrow is the auction, and it’s time for St. Sunday to take a stand. What will you do?”
It turns out both of them were peace advocates. After all, survival is of utmost importance. But now, with the appearance of Mr. X, his balance began to tip. He was becoming afraid to advocate for peace.
“That’s simple. In St. Sunday, the Roach family is no longer in charge, but the powerful figure in the Harding clan is. Their plan is to unify all of St. Sunday and surrender to South Land. The intention is to demoralise Kisia and take over St. Sunday, an important military location. Once St. Sunday is under their control, South Land can both attack and defend, giving them a significant strategic advantage. So, in the Harding clan’s plan, St. Sunday is vital, and no mistakes can be tolerated.”
“So, we just need to wait quietly. By tomorrow morning, or even tonight, Mr. X will be dealt with. If not, then we can join the war advocates.”
As a leading jeweller, Rolf Haynes had a keen insight. He analysed the situation thoroughly.
Especially the strategic significance of St. Sunday, this city lies in the middle of the South Province. Once occupied, a defensive line can be built based on St. Sunday to resist the Kisia army coming from the north. Therefore, St. Sunday is very important to the entire South Land country and cannot afford any mishaps. As long as St. Sunday is taken, even the first war god of Kisia can’t turn the tide.
However, in reality, St. Sunday can still fight. Using the terrain and the soldiers in the city, it could at least hold out for half a month. However, the Harding clan has already been planning for five years in advance.
St. Sunday has soldiers who can fight, but no generals who can be used. Or rather, there are only a few who are willing to stand on the city wall to resist. The entire upper class is filled with joy and celebration.
“Anyway, it’s now a game of those bigwigs. We little people should stay out of it. We can’t provoke the people of the Harding clan, and we can’t provoke Mr. X even more. If we provoke the people of Harding clan, there is still room for appeasement. If we provoke Mr. X, I might be out by tomorrow,” Jayden Harris thought Mr. X was even more terrifying. He could not be provoked. This was a living killing embryo. Little people have their own way of survival.
Just then, a servant rushed in from the door. “Sir, sir, something happened.” The servant looked anxious.
“What happened?” Jayden Harris was taken aback, then he saw a stretcher being carried in from outside. On the stretcher was a person wrapped in bandages. He took a closer look and found it was his son.
“Son, what happened to you?” Jayden Harris was shocked and hurried forward.
“Whimper… whimper…” Andrew Harris, wrapped in bandages, could not speak, only whimper.
“What are you saying?” Jayden Harris couldn’t understand and asked another servant.
The servant who had come later was responsible for calling the ambulance for Andrew Harris. “Sir, you have to avenge the young master. The young master and a woman were declaring their love for each other when a guy suddenly appeared and beat up the young master without saying a word. The doctor said the young master is ruined. The young master’s girlfriend was also taken away by that guy,” the servant cried out.
Jayden Harris was furious. “Who did this? Who dared to touch my son? I will make them wish they were dead.”
“Whimper… whimper!” When Andrew Harris saw the servant speaking like this, he became anxious.
The person, Jeff Reczek, whose mere presence could scare hundreds of people, was not someone their Harris family could handle. Moreover, he had some experience, these two people really looked like the recently appeared Mr. X in St. Sunday.
That Mr. X had the Roach family cowering at their doorstep, not daring to come out. Let alone their small Harris family.
He had already resigned himself to his fate this time. He didn’t have the courage or power to resist. If they tried to resist forcibly, it would only lead the Harris family to follow in the footsteps of the Gilkes family.
But he was wrapped in bandages and couldn’t speak. He could only struggle constantly, trying to signal to Jayden Harris, trying to tell his father not to, absolutely not to trouble that Robin. That guy might be Mr. X, who they couldn’t handle.
But Jayden Harris, seeing Andrew Harris’s actions, thought he was angry and furious, and his eyes reddened immediately. “Son, don’t worry, I promise to settle the score with him. No, I’m going to gather people right now.”