Bruce lifted his sword, ready to take a swing at Hudderson. “You shouldn’t have returned to this city, Hudderson! Now you are going to die!” He attempted to strike Hudderson on the shoulder, but he missed by a few inches. Hudderson grabbed him by the neck, and as he choked him, Bruce staggered backward, attempting to break free from his grip. Salmoth’s expression dropped the moment he saw this, and knowing that he was not going to get his expectation, he began to shake profusely, turning to the five men who had given up on attacking Hudderson. “Are you just going to stand there and watch him do that to your master?!” He inquired loudly, but the five warriors had already given up on Bruce. They knew from the start that he was no match for the Supreme Ruler, and even if any of them had told him, they were very certain that he wouldn’t have taken them seriously. They decided to stand and watch while they were prepared to flee just in case Hudderson was going to be done with th

“Let’s go see what it is…” Hudderson insisted, and grabbing his wife by her hand, he led her into the mansion. Charlotte walked slower than usual due to her pregnancy, and Hudderson continued holding onto her while they continued moving until they eventually arrived at the living room and the lady decided that she could move on her own. “I am fine, Hudderson.” She assured, but her husband was very skeptical about letting her go. At that moment, Hudderson was eager to find out what she had been talking about, and since he had two suspicions, he couldn’t stop himself from getting worked up, moving his eyes from one corner to the other. “Where is it?” He asked when he couldn’t find anything, returning his gaze to his wife. Charlotte took a deep breath, and then she pointed to a corner. “I left it there.” She said calmly, and then she moved to the couch while Hudderson watched her. She returned in less than thirty seconds, and without delay, she handed the brown square envelop

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SEVEN “I got your message.” He finally decided to break the silence himself since none of the men was eager to speak. “Why would you send that to my home?” He asked, pointing to the ribbon in the tray. Instantly, his expression changed, shifting from being plain to outright annoyance, his chest rising and falling slowly. “You had no right to send that to my wife! Do you realize what you have done?!” He grunted, his eyes sparking with rage. The oldest man in the room took a deep breath, and then he leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table. “The red ribbon symbolizes…” “I know what it means!” Hudderson snapped, cutting him short angrily. This left the other men shocked and annoyed, but they uttered not even a single word, turning to the oldest man. However, it didn’t look like they were going to get what they wanted, which was a reaction from their leader. For some reason, he was speechless as though his ability to speak had been

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND SIXTY-NINE Sure enough, Andrew was eager to save his ego, shifting his gaze to Hudderson while he prepared his words, resentment brewing inside him. “Do you realize that you are standing before the council, Hudderson? We made you the Supreme Ruler, and we can decide to take that position away from you,”“No, you can’t.” Hudderson gave him a very cold response, looking him in the eyes. “You didn’t make me the Supreme Ruler, Andrew. None of you did.” Hudderson paused for a few seconds, but it didn’t seem like anything was going to be able to make him stop his glower at all the men in the room with him. “I don’t think I have anything else to say to you. This conversation is over, I believe that I have said everything that I needed to say.” He turned again to walk away, but the moment he grabbed the door and pulled, he realized that it had been locked from the outside. He grunted, pulling and pushing until he decided to stop, returning his gaze to the men.Andrew

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-ONE Hudderson growled as he turned to look at the men, and even though he swore that he was going to deal with them later, they didn’t seem like they were threatened by whatever was glittering in his eyes. Mason growled to remind Hudderson that he was still there, posing as a threat to his life. He snarled at him, glaring at him like he was his eternal enemy.Hudderson took a deep breath, and then he sighed heavily, attempting to get a grip on himself.“Don’t make me do this, please. I beg you, Mason.” He said calmly, but it didn’t seem like Mason was ready to listen to him.The latter began to march after him again, ready to launch another attack. Hudderson grunted, and then he nodded while he was still trying to catch his breath. “If that is what you want, then so be it.” He took a deep breath, and then he adjusted, standing in the middle of the way. Mason snarled, and seeing that his target was in a very good position for attack, he increased his