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    “Mr. Carter, indeed, this evening, Ss came to the Weston household with his men searching for


    Lawrence. However, I hid Lawrence away, so Ss left when he couldn’t find him.”


    Norman exined, his eyes never wavering as he spoke.


    Norman was adept at spinning tales, his lies sounded as believable as the truth.


    SMACK! Instead of words, Denton responded with a sharp p to Norman’s face, causing an


    immediate swelling on one side of his cheek.


    “Norman, do you think it’s wise to lie at a time like this? Denton’s eyes zed with anger.


    Despite the stinging pain in his cheek, Norman dared not reveal that Ss and his crew were


    locked up in Weston’s dungeon.


    Because the consequences would be worse than not saying it out loud.


    Not only had they been imprisoned, but their limbs were also broken.


    If Denton were to rescue them, wouldn’t the Star Gate retaliate against the Weston family?


    So, Norman resolved that he would take this secret to his grave.


    Besides, he believed that if the Carter family couldn’t find Ss and the others, the Star Gate would


    undoubtedly me them.


    In that case, the Carters wouldn’t escape their wrath either.


    A hint of a smile crept onto Norman’s face, “Mr. Carten I’ve already told you the truth. Why won’t


    you believe me?”


    Denton’s gaze was icy, “So you’re refusing to tell me where Ss and his men are?”


    Norman feigned innocence, “Mr. Carter, haven’t I already told you? They left the Weston family.


    How would I know where they went?”


    “Guards!” Denton’s patience had worn thin, and he bellowed.


    Several members of the Phantom Guards, dressed in ck, walked in imposingly. “Mr. Carter, how


    may we serve?” they inquired.


    “Take Norman away and interrogate him thoroughly. We must find out where Ss and his group


    are.” Denton ordered.


    “Yes, Mr. Carter, replied the guards. As they carried Norman away, heughed coldly, “Hahaha,


    Denton, you’ll never learn of Ss’s whereabouts from me. Hahaha…”


    “Dad, what if he doesn’t reveal where Ss and the others are?” Christopher asked, concern


    evident in his voice.


    Denton replied, “You stay here and question him rigorously. Use whatever means necessary to get


    him to talk.


    “I will lead our martialists to the Weston residence to search.”


    “Understood, Dad, Christopher responded promptly,


    Minutester, Denton, apanied by two or three dozen of the Carter family’s martialists and


    Phantom Guards, left in a convoy of vehicles heading towards the Weston family’s mansion.


    In the dungeon of the Weston family.


    Therge dungeon, spanning over thousands of square feet, was sparse; devoid of any furniture


    except for mats that lined the floor.


    On these matsy a group of people – Ss, Julian, and other members of the Star Gate, all under


    the influence of Norman’s sedative powder.


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    Handcuffs and shackles restricted their movements.


    Groans broke the silence as they began to regain consciousness.


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    The agonizing pain had cruelly snapped Ss back to reality, and the others from Star Gate had


    simrly roused due to difort.


    Upon awakening, Ss first noticed the unfamiliar surroundings, and he was lying on a cold floor.


    Above him was a concrete ceiling, and the walls surrounding him were made of the same material,


    with a rough, unfinished texture.


    Where was this ce?


    Why did he feel that this ce was like a prison?


    Attempting to make sense of the situation, he tried to sit up.


    Yet when Ss tried to gather strength, he was struck with a sharp, piercing pain.


    The other members of the Star Gate tried to rise as well, but their efforts only resulted in


    excruciating cries of pain.


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    “It hurts so much!”


    “Why are my hands broken?”


    “And my feet too!”


    At that moment, a hollow voice, eerily reminiscent of the dead, echoed through the chamber. “Don’t


    waste your strength. Your limbs have been broken. You’ll never stand again.”


    Following the voice, Ss saw a man in a corner. His hair was unkempt, his face gaunt, and his


    eyes were devoid of life, brimming with despair. He too had shackles on his wrists and ankles.


    “Who are you?” Ss asked, taken aback.


    The manughed weakly, “Who am I?


    “I was once the proud young master of the Palmer family. Now, I’m trapped in this godforsaken


    ce, a living hell.”


    Indeed, this man, with his wild hair and despair–filled eyes, was none other than Benjamin.


    “Where are we?” Ss continued, “Who did this to us?”


    Benjamin’s eyes zed with hatred. “This is the Weston family’s dungeon. The ones who broke


    your limbs are the Westons.”


    Ss, Julian, and the others from Star Gate recalled the moment they fell unconscious after


    drinking the Earl Grey served by Norman.


    Rage filled their eyes.


    Ss fumed, “So it was that old fox Norman who drugged our coffee. I’ll kill him!”


    “Kill him?” Benjamin scoffed. “That’s a pipe dream. This dungeon is several meters underground,


    secured- with thick steel doors. We’re trapped.”


    Only then did Ss notice the imposing steel door of the dungeon. There was just a small


    rectangr slot in the center of it, presumably to pass food and drinks through. There was no way


    out.


    The room had a small restroom, and there was a vent in the ceiling for venttion.


    Escape seemed utterly impossible.


    Despair overwhelmed Ss.


    The rest of the martialists from Star Gate also sank into hopelessness.


    Their faces were painted with terror, the fear palpable


    “Are we destined to wither away in this sunless dungeon?” Ss thought.


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    “No, I don’t want to spend my entire life locked up here, wasting away. I want to return to Star


    Gate!” Ss eximed in a fit of desperation.


    However, his terrified screams only echoed through the dungeon, unheard by anyone outside.


    Benjamin, with his numb and cold expression, suddenly seemed toe alive upon hearing the


    words “Star Gate.


    He looked at Ss, “You’re from Star Gate?”


    Ss, pain evident in his voice, replied, “Yes, my father is the leader of Star Gate. I don’t want to die


    here.” Hope flickered in Benjamin’s eyes.


    He quickly asked, “How did you end up imprisoned by Norman?”


    Ss then exined how the Carter family sought protection from Star Gate, how he was assigned


    to lead the Star Gate martialists to Oakhaven to protect the Carters, and how he went to the Weston


    family to find Lawrence but was deceived by Norman and imprisoned here.


    Then, Ss looked at Benjamin, asking, “And what about you? How did you end up in this


    dungeon?” Grinding his teeth with anger, Benjamin recounted how the Weston family promised to


    help him seek revenge and won his trust.


    But after he revealed a secret about the Treasure Map to them, they imprisoned him to keep the


    secret safe.


    Ss and the rest of the martialists from Star Gate were shocked after hearing the story.


    The reason why they were shocked was that when Benjamin told them how the Weston family had


    framed him, he also told them that Denton had the Treasure Map.


    After gathering himself, Ss asked, “Benjamin, is it true that Denton has the Treasure Map?”


    Benjamin immediately raised his hand in oath, “If there’s even a shred of falsehood in what I’ve


    said, may I die right here in this dungeon, meeting a gruesome end!”
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