In the end, Rufus Clarke was beaten to a bloody pulp by Robin Bailey.
“Sir,” Timothy Buosont pulled out a tissue and handed it to Robin Bailey.
Robin Bailey took it, wiped the blood off his hands and face, then looked at the mangled mess and said, “You’re actually lucky because I rarely get personally involved. The last time I did, I killed the Iron Eagle Guard Commander of the South Land Emperor, a Grandmaster-level figure. Consider yourself honored.”
Then, Robin Bailey looked at the others who had fallen and said, “He’s not dead yet. Take him back and tell the Clarke family that if I hear this kind of address again, I won’t spare anyone in the Clarke family, from top to bottom.”
Elise Houry was his weakness!
In front of Elise Houry, he was a considerate, gentle, or even domineering husband.
But in front of others, Robin Bailey was like a king of the dark night.
Cruel and ruthless.
And those people, whose hands and feet had been broken by Timothy Buosont, were still screaming in agony. But at this moment, they felt as if a giant hand had grabbed their necks, and with a gentle squeeze, they would die.
They were really going to die.
A sense of suffocation overwhelmed them.
Finally, as Robin Bailey left, they regained their lives.
“What was that? So terrifying,” someone gasped and asked.
“I don’t know, I don’t want to experience it again,” someone replied.
Some people widened their eyes, filled with fear.
In the end, all of them turned to Rufus Clarke, who was truly a bloody mess. All his limbs were crippled, and he was covered in blood. However, he still had consciousness and shouted in terror, “Don’t… don’t… don’t…”
“This guy is too ruthless. Should we take him back?” someone asked, sounding frightened.
“We should. I really don’t want to face that person again,” another person swallowed nervously.
Immediately, they carried back this corpse, or rather, the barely alive body, together with those who could still walk.
And when they returned, the entire Clarke family was furious.
All the members of the Clarke family came out, looking at the severely injured Rufus Clarke in the courtyard, filled with rage, especially Isaiah Clarke, who was extremely furious.
After all, Rufus Clarke was his own younger brother.
“Rufus,” Isaiah Clarke walked laboriously to Rufus Clarke’s side.
“Don’t… don’t… don’t…” Rufus Clarke shook his head as if he didn’t recognize him.
Isaiah Clarke watched this scene, his eyes turning red. “Robin Bailey, damn you, Robin Bailey! We, the Clarke family, haven’t settled the score with you yet, but you dare lay a hand on my brother. You’re seeking death.”
“The Clarke family, gather your strength and prepare to kill that Robin Bailey,” Isaiah Clarke roared with anger.
However, at that moment, a voice came from the inner hall, saying, “You’re not allowed to go.”
In an instant, everyone turned their gaze towards the inner hall and saw a middle-aged man walking out. He resembled Isaiah Clarke, but he was much older, around sixty years old.
“Father, why won’t we go? This is my brother, your son, who has been beaten like this,” Isaiah Clarke said hoarsely.
“I want revenge, I want revenge! I want to kill that adulterous couple who dared to do this to my brother. Who do they think they are? They dare to do this. I will make them wish they were dead,” Isaiah Clarke thundered with anger.
But then, Wilbur Clarke, the current head of the Clarke family and the middle-aged man, slapped him across the face and shouted, “Calm down!”
“Dad!”
That slap stunned Isaiah Clarke. He stared at his father, his eyes bloodshot.
Wilbur Clarke had a gloomy expression on his face and said, “I let you temporarily take charge of the family, but not to act recklessly. You didn’t investigate thoroughly and yet dared to take the initiative?”
“Dad, what do you mean?” Isaiah Clarke asked.
“Have you asked those people who were brought back how Robin Bailey did it? Let me tell you, it was Robin Bailey alone. According to those guys, this Robin Bailey is a master.”
“A master? Our Clarke family also has masters,” Isaiah Clarke retorted.
“Do you think your masters can compare to him? From my speculation, he withdrew from the South Province battle and obtained an opportunity. As soon as he returned, Landview Inc. revived and received a three billion-dollar investment. The Buosont family and Doug, they all follow this person. This person is not ordinary. Our Clarke family can’t handle him. Do you understand? Have you investigated all this?” Wilbur Clarke looked coldly at Isaiah Clarke. “You’re too naive, you don’t know anything, you haven’t investigated anything. If you go now, our entire Clarke family might be destroyed.”
“I… I…” Isaiah Clarke didn’t know how to refute his father’s words.
However, he hadn’t considered any of this.
He had always thought Robin Bailey was just a small security guard.
But now, he realized his father’s information must be correct. After all, his father was his father, and Robin Bailey had returned without any concealment. Anyone could find out with a little investigation.
However, Isaiah Clarke took a deep breath and said, “But should we just let it go? This is your son, beaten like this. Can you swallow this?”
He was unwilling.
But Wilbur Clarke looked coldly at him again. “Have you forgotten the phone call you made before?”
“The phone call, right! In two days, Young Master Wilson is coming to Stillwater to attend my wedding,” Isaiah Clarke suddenly remembered.
“If we go after Robin Bailey now, it might backfire. If we lose, it’ll be embarrassing. It’s better to wait for Young Master Wilson to arrive. With his status, killing Robin Bailey will be as easy as crushing an ant. Isaiah Clarke, use your brain in everything, think before you act, and investigate more,” Wilbur Clarke scolded. “Speaking of which, you haven’t confirmed any of the information about Robin Bailey. That guy is not an ordinary person.”
Robin Bailey was not an ordinary person, he found out.
He earned the respect of the underground kingpin Doug in Stillwater, and even Timothy Buosont, a scion of a military family, admired him. He was a formidable figure, someone not to be trifled with.
So, why bother provoking him now?
Once Young Master Wilson arrived, wouldn’t this person be easily subdued?
“Father is right. I acted recklessly,” these words struck Isaiah Clarke’s mind like a blow, instantly sobering him up. Yes, Young Master Wilson would be here in a few days, and with him, killing Robin Bailey would be more than enough.
At this moment, he realized how informal his temporary position as the family head was.
Fortunately, there was still the previous generation’s family head to guide him.
Suddenly, the family’s hopes for revenge rested on Elijah Wilson, this esteemed Young Master Wilson.
They guessed right, Robin Bailey was indeed not an ordinary person.
But they were wrong in guessing that the esteemed Young Master Wilson was no match for Robin Bailey.