Chapter 1295

Without a doubt, Lacey knew now that his life force was damaged, and he had lost his powers.

However, that was already in the past.

I am a King Class warrior, the most powerful man on earth!

Just when Zeke was about to explain, the room door flung open.

Clyde Thisleton barged in angrily.

“Lacey, don’t you know you’re already late for the family meeting? Today, I will punish you based on the family’s rules...”

Suddenly, he stopped mid-sentence as he stared at Zeke in shock.

What’s going on? Why is he still alive?

Isn’t he supposed to be dead?

Damn it, Connor’s plan must have failed.

He had initially planned to use this opportunity to take revenge on Lacey.

Now, it would not happen.

Connor, you b******, you can’t even kill this piece of shit. You’re even shittier than him!

Meanwhile, Zeke stared at him coldly. “Get out. From now on, you’re forbidden to step into this room.”

“Says who?” Clyde protested, “This is the Thisleton Manor and I am the head of the Thisleton family.

This whole manor is mine. What gives you the right to stop me?”

Zeke retorted, “Because I’m the Great Marshal!”

“Great Marshal? Haha, your life force has been damaged and you’re just a cripple. How dare you call yourself the Great Marshal still?”

Zeke countered, “Even if I were crippled, killing you would still be child’s play. After you were arrested for disrupting the military wedding, you were let out shortly. I’m sure you must have greased some hands for it. Apologize now or I will have the higher-ups investigate. When that happens, they will throw you back into prison.”

At that moment, Clyde’s face flushed red in anger.

Although Zeke had lost his powers, he still had his authority and could easily crush Clyde.

Desperate for survival, the latter forced himself to agree. “I... am sorry. Please forgive me.”

“Get out!”

With that, Clyde left as fast as he could.

Furious, he called Connor without any hesitation. “Connor, look at the mess you made! Didn’t I tell you that Zeke had to die?”

Connor was at a loss. His plan was to lure Zeke out. Instead, a mysterious but powerful man in black appeared in his place.

Until now, he had no idea who the man was.

From the strength that he exhibited, Connor suspected the man to be a King Class warrior and was possibly Ares.

Also, after saving Benjamin, the man headed toward the Thisleton Manor too.

There was a high chance he was Ares.

Trying to assassinate Ares in public was a capital offence, hence no one must trace the incident to him.

Looking through his phone contacts, he found Rowan Arms Dealer, and made a call.

“Rowan, are you sure the guns and ammunition you provided to the snipers can’t be traced back to us?”

Rowan reassured him, “Boss, don’t worry. I specially made all of them myself. So there are no markings and definitely can’t be linked to us.”

“That’s good.” Connor heaved a sigh of relief.

Rowan continued, “By the way, Boss, I remember you told me your plan was to destroy the President of Linton Group. Do you bear them a grudge?”

Connor gave a perfunctory reply, “Yea, something like that.”