Slaughter was never something that could not happen. It was simply something Hudson had learned to control. The difference was that he no longer wanted to let his murderous instincts take over.Principles were not unbreakable, either. They could be broken if someone was pushed far enough. The real question was whether a person was willing to break them.When a cornered dog was desperate enough, it would leap over a wall. Even a rabbit would bite when it had nowhere left to run.Hudson had dealt with people like Sheon many times before. He knew exactly what kind of people they were. In a small, remote community like this, people who relied on powerful connections often became arrogant and reckless, believing they could do whatever they wanted without consequences.Sometimes, unless they were made to suffer a little, they simply refused to understand reality.Because of his principles and the promise he had made, Hudson had no intention of killing Sheon or the people working for him.Bu

"President, why?"Sheon looked at his boss, Evan, with a confused and almost innocent expression.Before coming back, he had thought he was carrying the best news imaginable.Even if Lachica group successfully acquired the land, developing it and turning it into a cemetery would take a considerable amount of time. After all the expenses were calculated, the final profit might not even reach five hundred million dollars.But now, someone was offering them five hundred million dollars simply to walk away.They wouldn't have to spend a single dollar.They wouldn't have to develop the property.They wouldn't have to wait for years to recover their investment.They could simply give up the project and take the money.If that wasn't money falling from the sky, Sheon didn't know what was.What tempted him even more was Hudson's promise of another one hundred million dollars for him personally.With one hundred million dollars in his pocket, he could instantly become a wealthy man and live th

Sheon slipped into the chairman's office, looking uneasy.Evan, who was sitting behind his desk reading a newspaper, lowered it and glanced at him."Is it done?""No."Sheon shook his head. After a brief hesitation, he took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Evan, you'd better find someone else to handle this. I'm not capable of dealing with it."Evan frowned, clearly surprised by his response."Why? Didn't I give you enough men?"His expression darkened."You can't even handle a bunch of country bumpkins?"His voice was full of irritation. He had given Sheon considerable freedom to handle the matter, and the man had been assured that he wouldn't have to worry about the consequences as long as the job was done. Yet somehow, Sheon had still managed to fail.After a moment, Evan continued, "If you need more men, I can send you as many as you want. Just tell me how many it will take to get the job done.""It's not about the number of people," Sheon replied with a bitter smile.He hesitated bef

Hudson communicated with Third Brother through their spiritual connection, silently instructing him to maintain the pressure he was releasing.Before Arvin could even finish processing what had happened, the temperature inside the office dropped sharply. It felt as though they had suddenly been thrown into a walk-in freezer, and he couldn't help shivering.Arvin and the others were in even worse condition. Under the invisible pressure radiating from Third Brother, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and none of them dared to make a move."Not going to talk?"Hudson's voice was cold, and there was unmistakable irritation in his tone."I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!"Arvin hurriedly nodded. However, after a moment's hesitation, he gathered enough courage to ask, "But if I tell you what you want to know, will you let us go?"As a martial artist, Arvin understood better than most how ruthless their world could be. He knew that people were sometimes killed to keep their secrets hid

Hudson was confused by the old man's question. He hadn't expected his master to bring up his divorce from Freya so suddenly, especially when there were so many other things they needed to discuss.As far as Hudson knew, even though the old man hadn't been by his side, he should have had some idea of what was happening around him. Finding out why Hudson had divorced Freya shouldn't have been difficult with a little investigation. Yet the way his master had asked the question suggested that he didn't know the full story and might have been making assumptions.Thinking about it more carefully, Hudson realized that it wasn't particularly surprising. His master had been traveling all over the country, busy with matters of his own. He couldn't possibly keep track of every detail of his disciple's life. As long as Hudson was alive and well, the old man probably hadn't felt the need to pay much attention to his personal affairs.Still, Hudson could hear a hint of displeasure in his master's t