The Rejected Son’s Road to Retribution

Chapter 4

Tyson sat listlessly in solitary confinement, the madness in his eyes gradually fading, but the anger in his heart still burning fiercely.

He despised the reality that he had been so foolish in the past, oblivious to everything.

In the past, to prevent his father from being disturbed, he always acted as if he didn't exist. To avoid threatening his brother as an heir, he relinquished all his opportunities. To ensure his sister wouldn't be shunned by others, he took the initiative to keep his distance.

Yet, his sacrifices meant nothing. Worse yet, he was to be killed.

"Why do you think someone in my family wants to kill me?" Tyson asked the system.

Before the system could answer, Tyson guessed first, "It must be my brother, right? He wants to kill me because he cares so much about the De Leon family name, whereas my existence only tarnishes it."

[Possibly.]

Hearing the system's response, Tyson pondered again but couldn't find another answer.

He sighed deeply for the umpteenth time, closed his eyes, and said to reassure himself, "Whoever it is, they are the ones who made me like this. I will take away what they value most."

"My father cherishes his position in the De Leon family as the head because it gives him power, so I will take it from him. My brother cares deeply about the De Leon family, its reputation, and his status, so I will ruin it. As for my sister...."

Tyson fell silent. He didn't know what his sister valued most, but he knew that she was largely responsible for shaping him into who he was now.

Yes, his sister was the one who quietly pushed him to become melancholic and withdrawn, the weakest and most powerless in his family.

"My sister is very skilled at manipulating others' feelings...."

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After saying that, he fell asleep. The next day, Tyson spent the entire day contemplating what he would do next, while the system also informed him of some important information. Whether it was open information or classified information.

When he went out the next morning, Tyson couldn't wait to return to his cell and clean himself up, then go get some food. He was very hungry.

"You're still alive," someone said mockingly when they saw Tyson.

The problems in the special room were unknown to ordinary prisoners, so no one knew that Tyson was no longer the Tyson who was easily intimidated, even if his posture hadn't changed much.

Tyson ignored them and walked past. He didn't even realize someone was talking to him.

Annoyed at being ignored, the person grabbed Tyson's shoulder, and a few people blocked his path.

"Yo, besides being a coward, are you deaf and blind now too?"

Tyson stared at the man, Brother J's right-hand man, who usually enjoyed tormenting him. There was a dark disgust in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" the man retorted sharply. It wasn't just him who could feel a change in Tyson, but no one cared.

To them, Tyson was still the coward who would cry and plead when intimidated.

"Don't block my way," Tyson said nonchalantly, pushing the man aside, startling those who saw it.

Someone even said, "Are you brave now? Don't you remember what you looked like that night?"

"Hey, hey, don't tell me you've been reborn?"

Tyson closed his eyes for a moment, then when he opened them again, he grabbed the man's arm in front of him, twisted it, and pushed him against the wall. It was all done in one swift motion, then he whispered, "Enjoy being Brother J's whore?"

"W-what... what are you saying? Nonsense!"

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"Yo, don't get mad. I know everything. Last night, in the backyard-"

"Shut up!" As the man shouted, several people beside him tried to attack Tyson, but they were easily defeated.

The corridor suddenly became crowded. Some prisoners who had been in the cafeteria came out to see what was happening, while others heading to the cafeteria stopped when they saw the fight.

However, this time, the outcome of the fight exceeded their expectations.

"Is he still the guy we knew?"

"Doesn't seem like that coward, right?"

"Oh, oh, am I seeing things? Isn't he usually the one being bullied, why is he like this now?"

"Shh, here comes Brother J..."

Brother K stopped them, but he didn't blame Tyson or defend his men. Although he wasn't there last night, he had enough connections with the Big Boss's people to know what had happened. He wasn't as foolish as his friends.

Clearly, someone who could defeat so many people couldn't be ordinary, they must be insane.

Tyson, who managed to take down half of them, despite receiving some wounds to his face, still grinned and wiped the corners of his mouth without emotion.

"I'm no longer patient and tolerant," Tyson said as he walked away under the gaze of various people.

He wasn't actually strong, he just no longer held back and had no fear, so he could face them confidently.

Taking his food and sitting in a less conspicuous place, Tyson paid no attention to the people whispering about him.

Some people came to sit at his table. Someone reached out to touch his shoulder, but Tyson gripped the person's wrist first. As Tyson touched the person, scenes flashed through his mind like a film.

He suddenly widened his eyes, it was a big secret.

The person in front of him shouldn't be ordinary.