All Chapters of The Emperor : Chapter 121
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Chapter 121
“You…” Seraphina’s voice trembled as she stared at Christopher in complete shock. She had just watched him kill Black Shadow as if it were nothing. Black Shadow was a master of assassination techniques, the strongest killer in the Alderton Hills Lancaster family—second only to the mysterious Mr. Black. Yet Christopher had ended his life with terrifying ease. For years, the Lancaster family’s rise in Alderton Hills had relied heavily on Black Shadow’s strength. He had assassinated countless enemies and protected the family’s high-ranking members from numerous assassination attempts. With him gone, it was a devastating blow to the Lancaster family. At the same time, the battlefield had completely fallen silent. The hundreds of Lancaster elites who had charged forward earlier were all dead. Blood stained the ground, and bodies lay scattered everywhere. The knights stood calmly among the corpses, their armor splattered with crimson. Christopher slowly raised his head a
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Darius shouted sharply, “Shut up!” cutting off Ronan before he could finish. Ronan froze instantly, his voice silenced by his father’s fierce tone. Clenching his teeth, Darius gripped the dagger with trembling hands and plunged it into his thigh. Pain shot through his body like wildfire, and blood gushed freely from the wound. But he didn’t stop there. With gritted teeth, he yanked the dagger out and drove it in a second time. The third stab came just as violently, and Darius’s face turned ghostly pale. His body shook uncontrollably, sweat pouring from his forehead, but he endured it. Ronan, standing beside him, could do nothing but tremble in fear at the sight of his father’s suffering. Finally, Darius lifted his head, bloodied but resolute, and stared at Sebastian Hawthorne. “Boss, I’ve followed the gang’s rules. Are you satisfied?” Sebastian’s sharp gaze swept over him, a hint of admiration flickering in his eyes. Indeed, Darius had proven himself worthy—ordinary people
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The oldest man was Trump Lancaster, already a hundred years old. Everyone in Lancaster Town respectfully called him Elder Trump. During the early days of the town’s establishment, he had contributed greatly, which earned him immense respect and authority among the Lancaster descendants living there.Howard quickly walked over and shook his hand.“Elder Trump, what happened that made you personally come out to greet us?” Howard asked with concern.Trump narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly. “Hah, you’re now the chairman of C&A Group and a celebrity within our Lancaster family. Of course it’s only proper for me to greet you. As for what happened… we’ll discuss it after the family gathering.”Howard nodded and quickly introduced the people beside him.“Elder Trump, let me introduce them. This is my daughter, Anna, and this is my son-in-law, Christopher.”Since Christopher and Anna had never been to Lancaster Town before, Howard made sure to introduce them properly.Trump turned his gaze
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Christopher gently squeezed Anna’s hand, his voice calm but firm. “Don’t worry… I’ll handle it.” Just as he was about to step forward, Howard moved even faster and stood in front of him. “Don’t be reckless!” Howard said sharply before stepping forward with authority. His gaze locked onto Bruno Kessler, his tone turning cold and commanding. “I’m Howard Lancaster, Chairman of C&A Group. I’m ordering you to leave immediately!” Bruno narrowed his eyes, then suddenly sneered. “C&A Group?” he mocked. “Hah! Don’t try to scare me with that nonsense.” He looked Howard up and down with clear disdain. “You? Chairman? You don’t look like one.” Then his expression turned even more arrogant. “And even if you are… so what?” He gestured around lazily. “This is Lancaster Town, not Lisle City. Do you really think your C&A Group has any influence here?” Howard’s face flushed with anger. Even after revealing his identity, Bruno showed zero respect. It was obvious—these people
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“Let go of me! Let go!” Bruno Kessler screamed, his voice breaking into panic. He was completely losing it. Just seconds ago, he had been in control—laughing, ready to crush Christopher. Now? He couldn’t even understand what had just happened. Before he could blink, Christopher had already appeared in front of him like a ghost. Is this guy even human?! Bruno struggled wildly, kicking and twisting his body, but it was useless. Christopher’s grip— It was like iron. Like a machine. His fingers clamped around Bruno’s neck, squeezing tighter and tighter, cutting off his air. Bruno’s face turned red, veins bulging as fear flooded his eyes. “What… what do you want?!” he gasped. BANG! Christopher didn’t answer. He simply flung Bruno to the ground like trash. “Ouchhhh!!” Bruno screamed, his body slamming hard against the earth. Pain exploded through him, as if every bone in his body had cracked. Before he could recover— A foot came down. Heavy. Cold.
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Grayridge Town. The town was about eight miles away from Lancaster Town. Unlike the peaceful and united Lancaster… Grayridge was different. It was loud, greedy, and controlled by power. At the center of it all stood the Vincent Real Estate Company—a name everyone in town knew. And feared. Especially the man behind it— Ellis Vincent. He ruled Grayridge like a king. No… Like a tyrant. Any land he set his eyes on— He took it. No matter what it cost. No matter who he had to crush. In just a few short years, Ellis used ruthless and strong-arm tactics to rise to the top, becoming the wealthiest man in Grayridge Town. With over a hundred thugs under his command, no one dared to go against him. Because those who did… Always met a terrible end. Inside the chairman’s office of Vincent Real Estate Company— Low, embarrassing sounds echoed faintly through the door. Employees passing by immediately lowered their heads and quickened their steps, pretending
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“What… what did you just say?” Ellis’ voice shook, full of disbelief. His eyes widened as he stared at Christopher like he was looking at a monster. All his men… hundreds of them… defeated by just one person? What kind of terrifying man had he provoked? His thoughts turned chaotic. Slowly, he glanced at Bruno lying on the floor. That useless dog! Bruno had brought this disaster to him without even warning him? Feeling Ellis’ burning gaze, Bruno quietly turned his head away and pretended to be unconscious. At this point, saving himself was more important than anything else. Ellis gritted his teeth, anger rising again, trying to hide the fear in his heart. He pointed at Christopher and shouted, “You little punk! Don’t get too full of yourself! Do you even know who my uncle is? He’s Scot Vincent! You’ve already made the biggest mistake of your life by touching me—” BANG! Before he could finish— Christopher moved. A single kick. A loud, sickening crack echoed in the office.
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Ellis offered no resistance. He didn’t even flinch as Scot Vincent rained down blow after blow. Every punch, every kick, every curse hit him like a hammer. The room smelled of sweat and blood, his own blood, and the suffocating fear that had finally settled in his chest. He had always thought he was untouchable. He had laughed at warnings, mocked threats, and crushed anyone who dared oppose him. But now… now, even his wealth and his hundreds of men outside could not save him. Scot’s arrival had shattered the last fragile thread of hope he had been clinging to. Lying on the ground, bruised, battered, and humiliated, Ellis realized with sickening clarity that he had no escape. His legs ached, his ribs felt like they were on fire, and the stinging cuts on his face blurred his vision. More terrifying than the pain was the certainty of his helplessness. “Enough!” Christopher’s voice cut through the chaos like a sharp blade. It was calm, cold, and absolute. The kind of voice that made ev
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Christopher sat down slowly, as if everything that had just happened meant nothing to him. He reached for a bottle of wine on Ellis’s shelf, uncorked it without hurry, and poured himself a glass. The faint sound of liquid filling the glass echoed clearly in the silent office. No one spoke. No one dared to. Christopher took a small sip, his expression calm, almost indifferent, like he wasn’t standing in the middle of a destroyed office filled with fear and broken pride. Time passed… One minute. Five minutes. Ten minutes. To Christopher, it was nothing. But to Scot Vincent— It felt like torture. He was still bowing. Deeply. Not daring to move. Not daring to straighten his back. Sweat soaked through his clothes. His legs trembled slightly, his back aching as if it was about to snap. Yet he endured. Because he knew— This was the price of survival. Anna stood at the side, watching everything. At first, she was shocked. Then confused. Now… she fel
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The entire Lisle City was thrown into chaos by Scot Vincent’s announcement. No one could understand it. Not the business elites. Not the media. Not even his closest associates. “Has Scot gone mad?” “That’s billions of dollars we’re talking about!” “Why would he give everything away like that?” Rumors spread like wildfire, each one more ridiculous than the last. Some claimed he was being blackmailed. Some said he had offended a terrifying hidden force. Others whispered that he was preparing to escape the country. But no matter how much they speculated— No one knew the truth. And Scot Vincent… Didn’t care to explain. To him, those people were nothing. They weren’t worthy of knowing. They weren’t worthy of even hearing the name— King Howe. The honor he had received… Was something they could never understand. After making the announcement, Scot disappeared completely from public view. No interviews. No appearances. No trace. It was as if