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


    eightheaded serpent - the totem of Yartran.


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    Bryan gave Donald an intense stare, made a throat-cut gesture, and left the room as he closed the


    door behind him.


    “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 singlehandedly 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.