The Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 5

Tyler Blackwood returned proudly to the head of the table and made to resume throwing breadcrumbs when a guard came stumbling in.

"Young Master, someone is causing trouble outside. He is calling out your father by his name "

"And you dare you tell me? Break his legs and throw him to beg by the road. I don't have time for fools." Tyler arrogantly crossed his legs on the table and took a big bite of the beef he was carrying.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosive noise at the entrance of the great hall.

Boom!

The two giant doors made of reinforced steel dropped flat to the floor causing a vibration that shook the entire Estate.

It was as though a mountain had moved and with it came an earthquake.

Tyler was terrified as he had stumbled over his chair to the ground.

He struggled to get up and could only look narrowly at the entrance which was now filled with dust.

An aftermath of the event.

Only a mountain could make those reinforced doors fall flat.

"Young Master, are you alright?" The housekeeper asked, quickly assisting him to his feet.

"Get people to clean this mess--" Tyler didn't get to finish speaking when they noticed the silhouette approaching inside the thick dust of the earth.

They weren't sure if they had seen a flash in his eyes just now.

"Tyler Blackwood," The voice from the dust was cold, "I heard you run the family in your father's absence. A retard with power, I'm not surprised"

Tyler gritted his teeth and cursed aloud, "Who do you think you are to talk nonsense in the Blackwood household?"

He was agitated.

Instead of a response, the silhouette from the dust slowly came into the perfect image of an ordinary-looking man in a simple t-shirt and jeans.

When Tyler saw him clearly, he burst into a fit of laughter.

Just now, he feared that this person was behind the fall of the reinforced door but seeing him now, he was a person that shouldn't even be taken note of.

An earthquake must have happened under the estate and caused the doors to fall.

That must be it.

How can he think this man could possibly be responsible?

One would need the strength of a mountain.

"Young Master, that's him, that's the man who is causing trouble," The guard announced quickly.

"Then hurry up and throw him out, I want to enjoy my breakfast," Tyler responded lazily as he moved to his seat.

The guard only took a step when he felt something sharp prick the side of his neck.

Before he could even say a word, he dropped to the ground like a sack of grain, snoring loudly.

"It's rather early for beef, don't you think?" Elijah Langston's voice was casual, as though he were talking to a friend.

The housekeeper quickly rushed to the body of the guard but his finger accidentally grazed the needle at the side of his neck.

He groaned with a cloudy eye and also dropped into a sleeping posture.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?! " Tyler roared, subconsciously taking a step backwards, "Guards!"

The next second, ten burly-looking men with batons came running into the room, ready to attack.

The Blackwood family had different stages of guards and this ones were assigned to protect the Young Master of the family.

Each one can take on at least two persons of equal size as them and beat them mercilessly to death.

Anyone who offended their young master was courting death.

"Master says children should not pay for the sins of their fathers," Elijah was still standing on the spot with a neutral expression, "But in Brooklyn Heights, children of the wicked always become wicked. Isn't it right for all to pay?"

His line of sight trailed the silver chain until it stopped on the young girl who was curled up into a ball.

The cuts on her body were visible and the red mark around her neck burned bright.

Elijah Langston's eyes turned dark in an instant and he strode forward with powerful steps.

He looked ordinary but the way he moved made everyone just stare at him.

He squatted in front of the young girl and she lifted her defiant face to see him.

The moment she saw the man in front of her, her defenses broke and she sobbed, "Young Master, you're alive, I knew you would come"

"Little Mia..." Elijah whispered, holding the fragile shoulder of the girl in his hands.

Mia was the daughter of the nanny who had helped to raise him from a young age.

At childbirth, the nanny had died, leaving Mia in the care of the Langstons.

She might not be biologically a Langston, but she was like his little sister, and he promised to protect her.

All these years, he thought she had died with the rest of his family.

Mia was only three at the time and was with his Aunt that night.

The entire time, the Blackwoods held her captive here like a dog and made her eat breadcrumbs to entertain themselves.

"Young Master, did you come with an army?" Mia inquired weakly.

"No, Mia... It's just me. I'm here to take you, no one will hurt those associated with the Langston again," Elijah vowed, and there was a brief flash in his cold eyes.

"Master, you have to run away," She begged him, holding firm to his hand, "Things are no longer as they were fifteen years ago. The Blackwoods have grown powerful and have hundreds of trained fighters to call on. Now that I know you're alive, I'll no longer be sad"

Elijah chuckled casually, "You're still a silly girl, Mia"

"Hey!" Tyler yelled like a madman, "I'm still here. I'm the law, you can't do anything you like"

How can he still be calm seeing how Elijah had walked away from him to Mia?

"Young Master, this nobody must have taken an interest in our captive," The Butler whispered to Tyler, and this made him raise his shoulder more arrogantly.

"Do you really think someone has come to save you?" He laughed hysterically at Mia, "Take a look at him, he can't save himself now"

"Young Master, you have to run now. I'll stand in their way," Mia quickly offered, and even struggled to stand up.

"Young Master...?" The men in the great hall were instantly confused as the only Young Master the captive would talk about was that of the Langston.

Everyone knew the Langstons were dead and forgotten.

"When I asked you to eat what I offered, you refused, now you're seeing this out of nowhere man as your Young Master," Tyler said with a laugh, "Since that's what you believe, then I'll let you watch your Young Master get beaten to death"

He snapped his fingers.

The guards immediately stepped forward, gently slapping their batons on their palms.

"Should we beat him slow to death or fast?"

"If he kneels and acknowledges me as the only Young Master in this room, you can break only his intruding legs" Tyler rested against his chair and crossed his legs like he was watching a show.

"Young Master, please don't die here. Why did you return without an army? Only with an army can we beat the Blackwood. If you run away now, there's still time to make a comeback," Mia begged him sincerely with tears in her eyes.

Elijah tapped her on the shoulder and finally spoke, "We don't need an army, Mia. Just stand here and I'll go over, maybe have a conversation.."

He turned around to face the approaching men.

"I'm waiting for answers on those who joined to stab my family in the back, but now that I've seen the evil of the Blackwood, you shall feel retribution." This was supposed to come out as a threat, but from the mouth of Elijah, it was calm.

The aura now around him wasn't.

"What nonsense is he talking about? Hurry up and acknowledge me as Young Master or die!" Tyler cursed aloud.

Elijah did not stop walking straight, and now, it dawned on them that he had no intention of stopping.

"You'll die today!" The burly men rushed quickly at him with their batons.