Chapter 211
Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 211
“Fine.” Bryan stood up and added, “I’m not going to waste my time talking to you.”
He pped his hands and suddenly, a brawny man came in through the door. It wasn’t just any brawny
man, but Akio’s bodyguard, Octavio Sanders. One of the top ten masters of Yartran, the former head of
the Yartran 250 field army.
“We meet again, Donald!” Octavio spoke inartictely with a gloomy smile on his
face.
“Get rid of him,” Bryan ordered, waving his hands like he was chasing flies away.
Octavio slowly took off his top, revealing a terrifying tattoo on his body. It was an enormous eight-
headed serpent – the totem of Yartran.
Bryan gave Donald an intense stare, made a throat-cut gesture, and left the room as he closed the
door behind him.
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“Mr. Ono really doesn’t like you,” Octavio said, walking toward Donald. “That’s why I’m here to break
your neck tonight.”
Without looking at Octavio, Donald muttered to Lana, “Close your eyes.”
“What for?” Lana asked, giggling and unfazed.
“I’m afraid the blood will scare youter,” Donald replied.
Lana chuckled. “I’m not scared of that; I’m just scared of you.”
Octavio suddenly felt humiliated. Can I get some respect here? I’m here to kill, for goodness’ sake.
“Bastard!” Octavio exploded.
Donald’s expression instantly became indifferent and terrifying. As his face turned dark, he mmed
his hand on the marble coffee table, turning it to powder.
Donald strode over to Octavio and said, “I really hate the word bastard!”
Octavio suddenly felt like he was hallucinating. Donald was like a mighty dragoning out of the
abyss, looking down at him condescendingly.
“Even Wolfgang and Amadeus would back down when they see me. Who do you think you are?”
Donald’s temperament changed, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.
His murderous intent was apparent, and he was exuding an astounding aura.
Once Donald became furious, he would shake heaven and earth.
A faint golden light emitted from Octavio’s body as he took a samurai’s sword from behind his waist.
With a lift of his feet, he charged toward Donald and shed at him.
Whoosh!
An explosion sounded when he swung his extremely sharp de. It was as if he had split the void
open.
The samurai’s sword shed at Donald’s head, yet he stayed still and lightly raised his hand, stopping
the sword with his fingers.
At that point, Octavio felt it was difficult to advance further. His eyes widened as he looked at Donald in
disbelief.
That blow would’ve easily cut off a ten-centimeter thick steel te, but it wasn’t even enough to break
Donald’s two fingers.
He instantly had a bad feeling about it.
Donald’s expression remained aloof. With a twist of his fingers, the white and shiny samurai’s sword
instantly snapped and shattered into seven to eight pieces.
Octavio cried out and let go. His hands bled from the impact.
“Who are you?” Octavio asked, trembling in fear.
“I’m from Quadfield.” Donald walked forward.
“Yourst name is Campbell, you know Wolfgang and Amadeus, and youe from Quadfield.
You’re… Octavio’s eyes immediately widened. A wave of realization surged through his heart, and his
heart almost jumped out of his throat.
Lord Campbell is at Pollerton! Did I just fight with Lord Campbell?
The entire world knew that Donald, who was young and was in charge of repressing Quadfield, was
terrifying.
However, those who had seen the face of Lord Campbell were extremely limited.
“Lord Campbell!” Octavio trembled and almost knelt down before Donald.
This was the man who single-handedly ruled Yartran back then, forcing the country to almost use a
strategic weapon against him.
“Why don’t you want a peaceful life?” Donald asked calmly.