Chapter 91


    “Alright, Young Master Hanshu!”


    “We’ll st multiple holes in his body!”


    “Die, Andrius Moonshade!”


    “It’s time for you to meet your maker!”


    The hitmen grinned viciously. They wanted to see the fear and despair on Andrius’ face when he died.


    However, to their surprise, Andrius stood there with his arms crossed and ignored their threats.


    How could Andrius be so confident and arrogant at a time like this?


    None of the hitmen could bear his attitude.


    Right before they pulled their trigger…


    Vroom! Vroooooom!


    Loud noises of a motorcade, consisting of expensive cars, came closer. The leading car was a Rolls-


    Royce Phantom and the number 8 on the car te caught much attention.


    “Stop!” an aged but dignified voice thundered.


    All the hitmen were surprised. They looked at Randal, waiting for his next order.


    Randal looked at the Rolls-Royce Phantasm. He raised his hand, signaling his hitmen to stop.


    However, the guns were still pointed at Andrius.


    Screech!


    Secondster, the expensive motorcade stopped in front of the Crestfalls’ gate.


    The bodyguards came down and opened the door. A dignified old man with a powerful aura came out


    from the car.


    It was Anthony Henderson, the richest man in Sumeria!


    Randal’s eyes shrank in fear.


    How well-connected were the Crestfalls?


    He brought his own hitmen to their doorstep, and it attracted the attention of the richest man in the city?


    He did not expect this at all.


    The Crestfalls were also shocked.


    Anthony Henderson was the true pir of the city, the person who single-handedly contributed to the


    city’s development and GDP.


    There were countless people who would kill to just be rted to the Hendersons because it would


    mean a sessful career or life. Even being a watchdog for the Hendersons would be worth it.


    However, the Crestfalls did not know the man, or else they would not have ended up in this awkward


    situation.


    What could have brought Anthony Henderson here?


    Could it be…


    The Crestfalls’ hearts skipped a beat and looked at Andrius.


    Not only did Andrius offend the Hanshus, but he even offended the Hendersons?


    Everyone’s hearts pounded wildly.


    Had Andrius offended Anthony Henderson, the Crestfalls would be doomed.


    While everyone was drowned in their own anxiety, Anthony walked to Andrius with his golden


    cedarwood walking stick.


    It was over! No one could save the Crestfalls now!


    George, Dick, and Harry cried inwardly, and the only expression on their faces was despair.


    Master Crestfall and Luna’s hearts skipped a beat as well.


    “I am Anthony Henderson,” Anthony introduced himself as he held the golden cedarwood walking stick


    in front of him. He simply had a nce, and everyone’s heart skipped a beat as if they were facing an


    army.


    “Master Henderson!” Randal greeted him immediately.


    “Master Henderson!”


    “Good afternoon, Master Henderson!”


    Before Anthony stated his intention, everyone in the Crestfalls tended to be respectful and polite


    towards him.


    Anthony nodded. He then lifted his expensive walking stick and put it on Andrius’ shoulder.


    The Crestfalls got nervous. The moment had finally arrived. Their hearts raced, and they grew even


    more nervous than before.


    “You cannot kill this man.”


    “Young Master Hanshu, can I ask you to leave for now? For my sake?”


    Anthony spoke softly but his words held weight. When it entered everyone’s ears, it shocked them.


    The Crestfalls felt like a heavy burden lifted.


    With someone as influential as Anthony Henderson speaking on their behalf, they would be able to


    ovee the crisis easily.


    Randal’s face started to twitch.


    A sudden thought rushed into his mind and he realized what was going on.


    No wonder Andrius was so arrogant! It was because he knew the richest man in Sumeria!


    On top of that, things had gotten so far out of hand that Anthony himself came here.


    No matter how aggrieved Randal was, he had to ept it. Not even he, Randal Hanshu, could get on


    the bad side of the Hendersons.


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    “Since you’ve mentioned it, I’ll respect your request.” Randal forced a bitter smile on his face and then


    waved at his hitmen. “Let’s go.”


    With that, the hitmen dragged their fellow hitmen’s bodies and left the Crestfalls’ estate.


    When they all got into the car and left, the leader of the Dark