The group of four ran to a familiar slum area and to a small makeshift hut to see their old friend. To be honest, there was an element of smugness here because they kind of wanted to show off how well-off they were now, despite being so pitiful just a few days prior.
However, what they got into was not the scene they expected.
The son was indeed without consciousness, but on his back was a large foot owned by a huge man with a mocking smile.
Beside him were eight more people. They recognized a few as the guards from the entrance. Worse, they brought more ’manpower’ with them.
Their hearts paused.
"The boss wants your products," Brong said, chewing an Alteran jerky he had. He closed his eyes and savored its taste, and when his eyes opened he just looked even greedier.
Dog scoffed, glaring, even when his legs were a little shaky, "Heh, that lord finally lost his patience eh?"
Crow furrowed his eyebrows. His ego and success had flooded his head!
So much for being a genius!
And they… they really should’ve known better!
They turned their heads to the auntie who was sobbing, not daring to look at them. And they were more certain in their hearts that this was a trap.
Hey, of course, it was a trap. Were they still in denial?
Damn them for being stupid!!
Rowan was not with them now, and they were in the slums. In this place, no one went against these bastards at all!
They don’t know what happened with the first thousands of settlers of this territory but they seemed to have fear of these gangsters ingrained in their hearts. Obviously, if everyone banded together, they’d be able to fight these people off right?!
"Well, get out all the items you had in stock. As well as the gold you earned from our people."
The three’s hairs rose in anger, "Dream!!!!!" They yelled and the big man cracked his knuckles in response. Without any warning, he sent the same knuckle into Dog’s face.
The young lad was thrown back, gasping with a bloodied nose.
"Dog!!" The others couldn’t react immediately and could only run to him, lifting his head up.
Brong and the others laughed at them, "Still not giving it to us?"
Sunny, whose eyes were tearing a little, held on to Dog, looking heartbroken before whipping her head to glare at Brong. "It seems you forgot you have no chance against our soldiers!"
This made the gangster pause, but only for a bit. Instead of backing away, they only laughed at her.
"Pfft! How many are you, how many are we? This is our territory! Didn’t you know that the dragon still had to give way to the snake in its own home?!"
The trio paled. Indeed, the lord of a territory was extremely protected in their scope. They weren’t sure if Rowan and the others could handle it!
Even if they could, what if the lord kicked out Rowan and the other strong men? What would they—who could be left behind for free beating—do??
The remaining goons quickly held back the three youngins, pulling them apart, and hitting different parts of their bodies.
However, they were not like before—they were much stronger and braver now, and they managed to turn it into a fight.
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