“The most dangerous?” Robin Bailey was surprised.
“Yes,” Timothy Buosont nodded. “Sir, my father has been too lenient towards the Buosont family in the Baprovince. If it were up to me, I would never let Linden Buosont get away this time. But I also know that I don’t have the power to make decisions for my father; I still have a long way to go. That’s why I want to go to the most dangerous military camp. Either I die, or I become someone. We, as a family of soldiers, are not afraid of death.”
“But right now, I need power. I don’t want to be a playboy who hides behind my father and lets him protect me.”
Playboy.
Yes, that’s how Timothy Buosont defined himself.
Although in the upper echelons of Stillwater, Timothy Buosont was seen as exceptional in all aspects and a refreshing presence among the wealthy second generation, he could probably start from scratch and create a great foundation on his own. But in Timothy Buosont’s eyes, he was still lacking. In this small Stillwater, no matter how powerful he was, he was still far behind the people in the Baprovince. That’s why he wanted to go to the military camp, the most dangerous one.
To follow the path of Robin Bailey.
To reshape himself in life and death.
Either die or become a strong individual.
“Not bad, ambitious,” Robin Bailey looked into Timothy Buosont’s eyes with a hint of admiration. Not everyone, after getting accustomed to a comfortable and luxurious life, would still have the determination to face life and death.
After all, most people would fall on this path.
“Overseas, there is a place called the City of Death. It’s a lawless place where mercenaries, assassins, and hired guns gather. Some shady characters go there too, and I have people responsible for investigating and monitoring the City of Death. It’s where I gather most of my intelligence,” Robin Bailey explained as he walked.
It was the first time he obtained information about the Shadow Killers, and it was from someone in the City of Death. It was also his first encounter with that organization. Later, he learned how deep the organization’s influence was and how it was spread across the globe.
“Of course, it’s also the place where you can make the fastest progress. If you survive in those places, you will quickly become a qualified killer, which is how the Shadow Guard came to be. And those who come out alive from the City of Death become the leaders of the Shadow Guard,” Robin Bailey continued.
The Shadow Guard was Robin Bailey’s most elite reconnaissance force. He said that almost no one could come out alive from the City of Death, but almost no one meant there was still a possibility, though rare among the vast numbers.
However, that one person was now the leader of the Shadow Guard.
The only one.
Enjoying the same honor as the Ten Great Generals.
On par with Jeff Reczek and others.
However, Robin Bailey didn’t say much. He just wanted to see if Timothy Buosont would choose this opportunity of ten deaths and no lives. He wanted to see Timothy Buosont’s determination and whether he had the potential to shoulder such a heavy responsibility.
“I’ll remind you, that place is not for ordinary people,” Robin Bailey said.
At that moment, Timothy Buosont looked up. To be honest, he was handsome and had a cold aura, but in this moment, a firmness appeared in his eyes. “I am willing to serve my lord!”
He was prepared.
To reshape himself in life and death.
“Very well. I hope that one day, the Buosont family in the Baprovince will either be led by you or be destroyed by you,” Robin Bailey’s eyes held a touch of admiration.
No destruction, no establishment.
A person, in the end, must fight for their choices with all their might.
And at this moment, Timothy Buosont had already walked with Robin Bailey to the Lakeside Road. They were strolling around, but suddenly a group of street racers appeared ahead of them. They zoomed past them at high speed.
Whoosh!
However, a while later, these street racers came back, and one of them said, “Timothy Buosont, it’s really you.”
“That voice, Rufus Clarke.”
Timothy Buosont frowned and looked towards one of the motorcycles. After confirming, he turned to Robin Bailey and said, “Sir, Rufus Clarke, the young master of the Clarke family, has become the biggest playboy in Stillwater after you left. He has formed a group with some hooligans, calling themselves the Crown Prince Party. They cause trouble and specifically target me because the Buosont family is an ally of the Houry family.”
He had been targeted several times.
So, he particularly disliked these people.
“Mr. Clarke?”
Upon hearing this name, a cold light flashed in Robin Bailey’s eyes.
He knew who this person was, the one who had been clamoring to take his wife. Arrogant, truly arrogant, and audacious, or else how could he dare to say he wanted to marry the wife of the God of War?
Rufus Clarke took off his helmet from the motorcycle, revealing a face with dyed yellow hair that made people want to punch him. He had a smug smirk on his face. Behind him was a beautiful blonde woman, leaning against him affectionately. They looked incredibly sweet.
“Timothy Buosont, how rare. You didn’t bring your subordinates today, just this person. Aren’t you afraid to meet me again? Last time, if it weren’t for your many bodyguards, my people would have knocked you down. This time, you have the audacity.”
Rufus Clarke smirked, then turned to the woman behind him and said, “Darling, hold on tight.”
“Okay, my love.”
The woman immediately pressed against Rufus Clarke.
Then Rufus Clarke put on his helmet and shouted, “Brothers, let’s have some fun with Timothy Buosont today and let him know the consequences of going against us.”
“Yes, let’s teach them a lesson.”
“Last time, I couldn’t get my hands on Timothy Buosont, and I’ve been feeling uncomfortable. This time, I’ll make sure to take care of him.”
“This time, he only brought one subordinate. Let’s see how we deal with him.”
Rufus Clarke’s lackeys all chimed in.
Then, one by one, they revved the throttle of their motorcycles, producing a roaring sound as they rode towards Timothy Buosont. Zoom, one after another passed by.
However, the road was wide, and they were circling around.
They were circling around Robin Bailey and Timothy Buosont.
At the same time, those people behind them took out iron rods, ready to attack. They were fast and ruthless in hitting people on their bikes, so Rufus Clarke’s smile on his face couldn’t hide his excitement.
Look at this kid, daring to go against me!
However, Timothy Buosont only uttered two words, “Foolish fools.”
His gaze showed a hint of pity for them.
Treating Kisia, the first God of War, the one who single-handedly shook the million-strong army of South Land, as his subordinate, when did Timothy Buosont, himself, receive such an honor?
These guys were simply incredibly foolish.
Do you even know who you’re provoking?