All Chapters of Rise Of The Supreme General: Chapter 581
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Chapter 581
William Sanders pushed through the crowd like a storm tearing through the sea. His heavy boots slammed against the stone path as his men followed close behind. His presence alone carried the weight of authority—his aura was sharp, hostile, and domineering.“Mr. Manchester,” Dante muttered under his breath, his face pale. He tugged lightly on Adam’s sleeve. “It looks like… they’re coming straight for us.”Adam didn’t flinch. His posture stayed calm, steady, unbothered by the growing tension. He had expected this. When Sasha fled earlier, he knew she wouldn’t let things go quietly.Soon enough, both groups faced each other in the open courtyard.William’s glare was like fire. “You brat,” he spat, his tone dripping with contempt. “Were you the one who hurt my son?”Adam’s expression remained even. “I don’t know your son.”“Don’t play games!” Sasha snapped, stepping forward. Her eyes burned with spite. “He’s talking about Mr. Jake—your handiwork on the hill, remember? Don’t tell me you’ve
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Sasha stepped forward before the murmurs could swell further. “Don’t believe his lies!” she shouted, her tone sharp and defensive. “He’s twisting the truth to make himself look innocent!”William seized the opening immediately. “Exactly!” he barked, voice booming over the crowd. “My son would never stoop so low. You brat—first you cripple him, and now you dare to slander him? I’ll make sure you pay for every word you’ve just said!”Adam’s eyes were cold and steady. “Plenty of people saw what happened,” he said evenly. “Go ahead—ask them. Let’s see who has the courage to speak the truth.”William sneered and turned on the crowd. His stare swept over the faces gathered around—men and women who had seen everything back at the hill. “Well?” he barked. “Who saw it? Who wants to stand up and accuse my son?”The response was silence.One by one, those who had witnessed the attack dropped their gaze. Some fidgeted. Others pretended to check their shoes. Everyone knew what the Sanders name mea
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The arrival of Leah Sanders shifted the atmosphere like a breeze through a closed room. She moved toward the entrance in a white dress that caught the light, hair falling in soft waves down her back. At a glance she looked no more than twenty, but there was a calm in her that belied her age. Her face was open, unpainted, the kind of beauty that made people look twice and then forget to breathe.Men in the crowd straightened as if by reflex. Even William’s scowl faltered for a moment. Leah’s presence had the odd effect of making the chaos look smaller, as if her composure sucked the edges of it inward.“Uncle William, what are you doing?” she asked, voice cool and steady.William’s anger snapped back like a cord being pulled. “That bastard beat Jake. I was about to break his legs for him. He needs to pay.”Leah turned, her expression settling on Adam. “Is what my uncle says true?” she asked, even and direct.Adam met her gaze without flinching. “It is true, but that is not the whole st
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William knew the fight was over the moment Leah sided with Adam. No one in the Sanders family would dare defy her in public. His fists clenched so tightly that the veins in his forearms stood out. “This isn’t over,” he spat, his voice trembling with rage. “You’ll regret this, boy.”With that, he turned sharply and stormed off, his men trailing behind him. The crowd quickly dispersed, whispering among themselves.Leah lingered a moment longer. Her expression softened as she glanced at Adam, and before she left, she gave him a quick, discreet wink—a subtle signal.Adam caught it and smirked. He had seen it coming.He had planned this from the start. Knowing how impulsive William was, Adam had reached out to Leah earlier in the day. They’d known each other for three years—ever since she had once needed his help in the capital. She owed him a favor, and Adam had decided to cash it in.Leah’s influence within the Sanders family was unmatched. As long as she intervened before things escalat
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Maverick slammed his glass down and the others echoed him, not with words but with the kind of hungry, ugly laughter that made the room feel smaller. Jake swallowed the last of his drink and pushed to his feet, adrenaline and shame braided together into a dangerous energy.“Fine,” he said. “We go now. Find him, break him, show everyone he can be picked on.”They left the room in a cluster, elbows and shoves, the corridor alive with the kind of bravado that only cowardice baptizes as courage. The hotel smelled of cheap cologne and cigarette smoke. By the time they hit the elevator, their numbers had doubled through cousins and hangers-on. They moved like a small hunt.At the hotel lobby someone started a chant. It spread faster than a rumor. The concierge tried to calm them, but when the leader barked, “Hey, the jerk in room 503! Get out here!” the lobby turned into a stage for a public show of humiliation. Voices rose. Phones came out. People who would otherwise mind their own busines
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“Looks like this guy’s done for,” someone muttered. “He brought it on himself.”“True. If Mr. Jake liked her and she refused, she shamed him. That is how things are here.” Another voice agreed. Heads nodded. A few people exchanged glances that read like a ledger: one man’s pride against the island’s rules.Not everyone bought the story. A handful of the younger men watched Adam with something like grudging respect. He had walked down when others would have stayed behind locked doors. That alone earned whispered admiration even as they predicted his bones would be broken before morning.Jake’s voice cut across them, raw and animal. “You bastard! I thought you would hide forever!” He spit the words, each one sharp with pain and rage. His swollen face twisted into something ugly and furious. He still had the look of a man who believed his reputation entitled him to vengeance.Adam smiled. It was a small, almost lazy smile, but it sliced through the tension. “You think I would play coward
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He had known Sasha for a long time. He had watched her laugh at other men, watched her move through rooms like she owned the air. Seeing her in Adam's arms did something ugly in his chest. This was not supposed to be his scene.Adam held Sasha close, one arm locked across her shoulders. He spoke as if declaring territory. "This woman is mine. Marcus lost her to me in a bet. In fact, I plan to fuck her later."Those words landed like oil on tinder. Maverick’s eyes widened, hard and furious. The swagger that had carried him through every bar fight and backyard brawl vanished in a second and left a raw, ugly focus.Sasha fought with everything she had. She clawed at Adam’s wrist and kicked with her heels, but Adam’s grip was iron and calm. “Save me, Mr. Maverick,” she gasped, voice breaking. She looked at Maverick with a mixture of terror and pleading that made the whole lobby tilt.Maverick’s jaw clenched. He had thought this would be simple. He had thought the Sanders cousins would bar
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Maverick’s punch tore through the air with a sonic boom—but just as it was about to land, Adam’s hand moved like lightning.He twisted his body ever so slightly, and in that single, fluid motion, he pulled Sasha into position—right in the path of Maverick’s fist.A sharp gasp rippled through the crowd. Sasha froze, her eyes going wide, her breath catching in her throat. The sheer force radiating from Maverick’s punch made the air crackle. If that blow landed, her skull would explode like a ripe melon.“Adam!” she screamed, her voice trembling with terror.Maverick’s pupils constricted in shock. His instincts screamed at him to stop, but he was already mid-swing. His fist halted mere inches from Sasha’s head, the wind pressure alone whipping her hair wildly. The abrupt recoil twisted his wrist and sent a violent surge of pain up his arm. He stumbled back a step, clutching his chest, nearly spitting blood from the sudden backlash of his own power.The crowd erupted in murmurs.“What kin
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“Impressive,” someone breathed. “Late-stage at his age. Divine grandmaster is only a step away.”The crowd buzzed. Practitioners leaned forward like wolves sensing blood. Rising that fast inside the Sanders clan meant resources, training, and raw talent. Maverick carried all three. People made small bets with coins and whispered wagers.Adam and Maverick stood about twenty feet apart on the flattened plaza. Lights from the club windows threw long, slow shadows across the stone. Between them the air felt tight, like the space before a drum is struck.Maverick’s face had gone hard. His pupils narrowed into pinpoints. His breath was measured, precise. You could see the hours of drilling etched into the way he shifted his weight, the years of sparring trapped in how his fists curled. He embodied confidence built over blood and repetition.Adam, masked and unreadable, leaned one shoulder forward. One hand hung relaxed at his side. The other idly rubbed his chin as if he were thinking about
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Adam gave a soft chuckle, the kind that sounded almost casual and made the air between them feel colder. “Don’t get mad. I’m just appreciating the sound of a good slap. It is a beautiful sound, especially when it lands on sinners like you. That crisp crack. Music to my ears.”Maverick’s eyes flared red. “You bastard. I will end you.” He launched himself forward, every muscle coiled to explode.“I have decided. I will start with my right hand,” Adam said with the same casual grin as if he were choosing dessert.Maverick’s punch ripped through the space between them. The move was brutally simple. No fancy windups, no telegraphed feints. It was raw speed and power condensed into one perfect line aimed at Adam’s head.Adam only smirked. He slid aside with a featherlight step, the punch missing by inches. At the same time his left hand snapped out, a controlled strike aimed for Maverick’s face.Maverick read the move and answered with violence. His fingers skittered to Adam’s wrist, trying