Chapter 825 If You Survive


    Upon arriving at the living room, the group realized that the main doors of the safe house had


    already been shut. The entire building had been sealed off.


    A man was standing in the center, lifting one of the guards of the safe house as if thetter was a


    rag doll.


    Draken immediately recognized the guard as a divine-stage Octo Ste Warrior.


    The guard was held in the air in a humiliating fashion. He was incapable of defending himself at all.


    “Donald?” As a Ste Warrior of the Campbell family, Zane immediately recognized Donald. “What


    are you doing here?”


    Zane was shocked, for as far as he could remember, Donald was nothing but a useless bum.


    How dare he stir up trouble in this safe house?


    What was even more unbelievable was that the guards at the Youngblood family''s safe house were


    simply powerless against Donald.


    Donald threw Zane a nce and broke into a smirk. “Oh, if it isn''t my distant cousin, Zane


    Campbell? What''s the matter now? Are you hiding in this safe house because you''ve done


    something despicable again? That said, I have my doubts about your choice. The Youngblood


    family''s safe house isn''t safe at all. You should know that, right?”


    “Nonsense!” Zane stared daggers at Donald. “Have I not smacked you enough in the past? Fine.


    Looks like I''ll have to teach you a proper lesson today!”


    Donald''s and Zane''s eyes were bloodshot.


    Zane was skilled with the sword, but he didn''t see the need to even use a weapon against someone


    as weak as Donald.


    He raised his hand and swung it at him.


    Just as he attempted to humiliate Donald, he was caught by surprise when his opponent took a step


    back to avoid the p.


    Before he could regain his senses, Donald delivered a kick to his stomach, causing him to crash


    onto the ground.


    Slumped on the floor, Zane was lost in a daze. For a brief moment, he even thought that he had


    been attacked by a ghost.


    I am a divine-stage Novem Ste Warrior. It''s one thing for my p to miss, but how did Donald kick


    me off bnce?


    Just as Zane attempted to retaliate, he was quickly held back by Marcel.


    “Zane, haven''t you noticed? There''s more to Donald than meets the eye. He clearly knows how to


    fight.”


    Zane had an epiphany.


    He would''ve noticed something amiss with Donald if the impression of him being useless wasn''t


    seared into his mind.


    Right then, Draken piped up, “This is interesting. You must be the powerful warrior protecting


    Jennifer.”


    Donald shot Draken a nce. “That''s right. Looks like not all of you are fools.”


    The faces of the other nine Ste Warriors clouded over.


    The fact that Donald had dared to barge in and admit his identity only meant one thing—he didn''t


    see them as a threat. In other words, they were no different than dead men to him.


    After all, revealing secrets to dead men wouldn''t bring Donald any harm.


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    Marcel unsheathed the dagger at his waist as he said grimly, “Regardless of who he is, I''m sure


    there''s no reason to fear him since there are so many of us. Even then, don''t take our numerical


    advantage for granted. We must kill him by attacking together!”


    The nine divine-stage Ste Warriors pulled out their weapons as they eyed Donald like predators.


    Donald paid all of them no heed. He fixed his gaze on Draken. “Are youing at me or not?”


    Draken shrugged in response. “From the looks of it, I might not have to. Let''s see if you survive this


    first.”