Chapter 787

The onlooking crowd began chanting the words that had been written on the banner. Their voice was so loud that it shook the very earth beneath their feet.

Heartened by what they were chanting, Zeke observed, “Who said that the people of Eurasia have gotten so obsessed with celebrities that they’ve forgotten about their heroes? I’ve got quite a few fans as well.”

Sole Wolf replied glumly, “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but most of your fans are young girls. So why are all my fans guys?”

Zeke took a look at Sole Wolf. “It’s high time you shaved.”

“Judging by the way you look right now, you’re going to even have trouble looking for a wife, let alone creating a more feminine fan base.”

“Well, I thought I would look more macho with a beard,” Sole Wolf lamented.

“Alright, that’s enough chit chat,” Zeke said, “I’ll get Lacey to introduce you to a nice girl another day.

Now, it’s time for us to head to Atheville and look for Hunting Wolf!”

Lone Wolf had a rather heavy workload as he was in charge of running the entire Military District. Thus, he couldn’t leave as and when he liked.

That was why Zeke decided to bring Sole Wolf along instead.

The exuberance on his Sole Wolf’s face was unmistakable. “Haha! Let’s go locate Hunting Wolf!”

“That little rascal told me he would betroth his younger sister to me. If he dares to go back on his word, I’ll kidnap his sister.”

Zeke opened his mouth to speak but thankfully caught himself in time. An awkward expression flashed across his face.

Zeke opened his mouth to speak but thankfully caught himself in time. An awkward expression flashed across his face.

Lone Wolf had said the exact same thing.

Did Hunting Wolf really promise to betroth his sister to both of them? Is he not afraid of getting beaten up?

......

John fled all the way to Eastend.

His original plan had been to look for Mr. Quin. Alas, not long after he had reached Eastend, he learnt that Mr. Quin had died.

Rumor had it that Mr. Quin’s advisor, Draco, was the one who had betrayed and poisoned him. The poison had taken effect while he was in the arena, and he ended up losing the battle before it had even started.

Thus, John had no choice but to settle for two of Mr. Quin’s old subordinates -- Gavin Zachary and Sim Owens.

But on his way to seek refuge, he had learnt that both of them had also betrayed Mr. Quin. They both then joined Zeke’s side.

Although he refused to admit it, Zeke now ruled Eastend.

And now that the whole of Eastend was the enemy’s turf, where could he hide?

John felt absolutely devastated.

Almost all of the Boss’ subordinates were either dead, captured or on the other side.

He was the only one still fighting.

A wave of uneasiness suddenly washed over him, and he flew into a panic.

Now at the end of his road, he had no choice but to seek the Boss’ protection.

As his hands shook uncontrollably, he fished out his phone and gave the Boss a call.

What if the Boss decides to kill me in a fit of anger after learning that the missions had failed one after another?

It wasn’t long before the call went through.

“John,” The Boss asked, “How’s the plan going?”

“Boss,” John replied timidly, “I didn’t manage to get close to Hunt. I could only activate the poison from outside the house.”

“I...I can’t guarantee he’s dead.”

John then proceeded to recount what had happened.

As expected, the Boss flew into a rage. “You useless good-for-nothing! How could you have botched up such a perfect plan? What’s the point in having you around at all?”

“I’m warning you, if Hunt isn’t dead and he reveals my secret, you’re a dead man!”

“I’m so sorry,” John apologized profusely, “This is all my fault...”

“And what about Quin?” the Boss continued, “He’s taken care of Williams, right?”

“Mr. Quin...Mr. Quin’s failed as well,” John stammered.

“Rumor has it that Mr. Quin was betrayed and poisoned by his advisor, Draco. The poison took effect while he was in the arena, and he lost before the battle had started.”

“What?” The Boss yelped.

What followed after that was an incredibly long stretch of silence.

This rapid succession of bad news had left him at a loss for what to do!