Chapter 535
Neil was considering himself lucky, rejoicing in the fact that the Goddess of War seemed to have
forgotten everything h e had said earlier. In his head, he kept praying that she would not hold a grudge
against him and let the issue slide.
Much to his dismay, she suddenly yelled at him to go over. It was possible that he was her target now.
Neil''s father, Hugo, was just as terrified as his son. He wanted toe forward and beg for her
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forgiveness.
He took one step forward before he stopped.
It was not just anyone before him—it was a Goddess of War. If he pleaded for mercy, he might incur
her wrath and have his entire family killed or worse, and all he would be able to do at that point was to
me his bad luck.
Hence, he simply stood there-rooted to his spot-afraid to take a step further.
"God-Goddess of War, is there a problem?"
Neil gulped, his voice trembling.
"Count the ps. Don''t miss a single one," Lana said to him.
"Y-yes, ma’am!"
Neil bobbed his head vigorously. It was so scary. His heart threatened to burst forth from his chest at
any moment. Fortunately, she had only summoned him to keep count.
"Three, four..."
Ivan pped Michael again and again. Thetter''s face quickly swelled into the size of a balloon, blood
dribbling down the corners of his mouth.
Meanwhile, Ivan felt an excruciating pain i n his hand after quite a while of pping, a s though it was
about to swell as well.
He was the one hitting someone else, but his hand was in pain as well. He was only better off by a
slight margin.
Although he was not the one getting pped, the one doing the pping was not better off by much!
"Ny-nine..."
Soon enough, ny-nine ps had been given. Michael had been pped until his face was as red as
a tomato, swelling past inhuman levels. He had a dull look in his eyes, having been pped to the point
of numbness.
It was evident that he hadpletely recognized his mistake.
"I, the head of the Drake family, James Drake, have arrived with the Drake family t o wish Sir Taylor a
happy 70th birthday. They are..."
At this moment, James, Yvonne, Tanya, Timothy, and the other members of the Drake family arrived,
presenting an exquisitely expensive gift.
"My God. What-what’s happening here?"
James received the shock of his life the moment he walked in. He saw Young Master Wilson kneeling
on the ground being pped by Ivan Taylor. The former''s face had swelled to the size of a pig''s.
"Huh? Young Master rk, what’s...”
Tanya was also stupefied. This was a birthday party, no? Why was something so miserable happening
right now?
"The Goddess of War! The Goddess of War''s here. See? Isn’t that Lana Zechs?"
Timothy quickly noticed Lana and eximed, "I never thought the Goddess of War would be so
stunning out of her uniform!"
"Master Drake, this is what happened..."
One of the ushers of the Taylor family exined to James and his family as they walked inside.
"So that''s what happened. That Michael''s a s blind as a bat. How dare he say something like that to the
Goddess of War!"
James was taken aback. Michael usually threw his weight about shamelessly in front of others, but he
had offended the Goddess of War this time. Nothing could be done about it. He was asking for it.
After he said that, he could not help but look at Fane. He never expected that Fane, the Taylor family''s
son-inw, had saved the Goddess of War''s life. Who would have known he would have such a
connection with the Goddess of War?
However, he quickly sensed that something was off. Was that really it? That Fane had used his medical
skills to save the Goddess of War before she had grown strong to be a Goddess of War?
Then why was Fane''s file strictly confidential? Why was his file so strange? Why were there so many
things that were not officially recorded?
No one could guess what Fane had done while he was a soldier for five years.
That was why it was likely that the connection between Fane and the Goddess
of War was not that simple. Fane was at least a God of War. That was probably the case.