The Supreme War God Has Returned!

Chapter 015 – The Unanticipated Club Encounter II

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Zach had always been an indifferent person, never getting involved in things that had nothing to do with him.

But the harassment and the girl’s hopelessness… they were things he couldn't bring himself to overlook.

So, with a low sigh that carried more irritation than heroism, Zach had turned around, and what followed…

It was quick, brutal, and efficient.

He hadn’t shouted or threatened them. Instead, he had simply told them to let go of the woman.

But unfortunately… they had overestimated their own strength.

So, his fist slammed into several jaws, his knee crushed a few unlucky ribs, and a few arms twisted at an impossible angle, the sound alone making nearby customers flinch.

Just like that, the thugs had scattered away… some limping and others crawling, terrified.

As for the woman…

Zach turned to her afterward, irritation etched deep into his face.

“Are you stupid or what?” he demanded emotionlessly. “Coming to such a place alone when you can’t even defend yourself?”

The words were harsh and unfiltered, but the woman hadn’t responded.

Instead, she just stood there, her head lowered, her shoulders trembling, and her eyes fixed on the floor as if it were safer than meeting his gaze.

She appeared… small, fragile, and pitiful in a way that had made Zach’s irritation stall uncomfortably in his chest.

Ultimately, he exhaled again.

‘Its not my problem,’ he had concluded, and without waiting for a response, he had turned and walked toward the bar.

In his mind, that was the end of it.

He had believed it to be yet another meaningless encounter.

But…

He was completely wrong.

Just as Zach sat down and ordered a few bottles, a presence had settled across from him, and when he looked up… it was the woman he had just rescued.

She sat opposite him without asking, her hands folded tightly in her lap, and her posture rigid.

Zach had stared at her, confused.

He had then opened his mouth, ready to tell her to leave and remind her that he wasn’t looking for company…

But then he had seen the looks in her eyes.

They were empty and devoid of life, making whatever words he had prepared die in his throat.

And just like that, they had sat there.

Surrounded by deafening music and drunken chaos, the two of them had drunk in silence.

One bottle had turned into another, the alcohol flowing steadily, loosening tension Zach hadn’t realized he was still holding.

Eventually…

The woman’s guard had crumbled, and without being asked, her voice had broken the silence.

“My mother died when I was five…”

She had spoken quietly at first, her words tumbling out unevenly.

She talked about how her father remarried just a week after her mother’s funeral, despite the promise he had made at her mother’s graveside that he wouldn’t marry again.

She also spoke of her smiling-face but cruel-minded stepmother, her half-siblings who had learned early how to inflict pain without leaving marks, years of abuse, years of silence, and finally…

She spoke about why she had come to drown herself in alcohol that night, never imagining she would almost drown in something far worse… surrounded, cornered, and helpless.