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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nEveryone stared wide-eyed at Finn Taylor because of this ridiculous demand. ‘The Sanders family wants to kill all of us, and the Larson family isn’t any better off. How could you make such a ridiculous demand?’

nIf everyone present were to agree to it, it might very well elevate the Larson family’s position to second place in all of San Francisco. There would then be two powerful and undefeatable families in San Francisco.

nThe first would be the Sanders family. The second would be the Larson family.

nThey would never get their day.

n“No, I refuse.” As expected, some people had started to pick on this ridiculous request.

nFinn Taylor had already expected such a situation. “That doesn’t matter to me. As long as one person disagrees, I’m not going to do anything.”

nAll of a sudden, the person who had tried to find fault in his demand became the object of everyone’s hatred.

n“What are you doing? Are you trying to kill all of us? If you’re so capable, why don’t you smash that door open for us?”

nEventually, that person could no longer stand up against the fury of all of San Francisco’s prominent families.

n“I was wrong. Will that do? I’ll agree to it, ok?”

nBut Finn Taylor refused to forgive him. “You were wrong? You aren’t sincere enough. Why don’t you kneel down to show me how sorry you feel?”

n‘Finn Taylor, who are you? You’re just the useless matrilocal son-in-law of the Larson family, a joke in San Francisco. If I kneel before you today, I won’t be able to live another day! I’ll never give in on this matter.’

nBut seconds later, he relented. ‘It’s better to be alive after all. Even if I refused, the others might beat me up and force me to kneel. That’s if the fire doesn’t take my life first.’

nOf course, Finn Taylor wasn’t an unreasonable person. Since that person had already gone down on his knees, it wasn’t right for him to go back on his word.

nFinn Taylor picked up the marble table and flung it at the steel door.

nEveryone backed away, trying their best to shield themselves.

nThud!

nThe moment the door was broken down, everyone rushed out.

nOnly Yvette Larson stood rooted to the ground, with her husband holding her hand.

n‘Given my understanding of the Sanders family, we might still have a chance of surviving if we don’t escape. But if we did escape, we’ll face much more than just the fire. It’s best to let someone else test the waters first.’

nJust as expected, Finn Taylor was right.

nPainful yelps sounded from outside.

nYvette Larson turned to look at her husband beside her. ‘He’s changed. He’s not as useless as everyone makes him out to be; he’s actually intelligent. It seems like he already predicted all this, and that’s why he didn’t let me leave. He’s hardworking and outstanding.’

nThe piercing shrieks went on for about half an hour before they finally died down. However, it seemed even more eerie after the noises ceased.

nFinn Taylor gripped his wife’s hand tightly and said, “Don’t worry.”

nYvette Larson knew full well that the true danger was still up ahead. Everything earlier was nothing more than a teaser.

nTap! Tap! Tap!

nFootsteps sounded, and dozens of men appeared in front of Finn Taylor.

nHe didn’t recognize most of them, but he did recognize a few of them—Grant Sanders, Joshua Sanders, and William Sanders.

nThey were stunned to see that it was Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson who were the last ones left in the garden.

nGrant Sanders clapped. “Good, good, good.”

n‘He repeatedly praised us, but what does that mean?’

n“Yvette…” Joshua Sanders shouted Yvette Larson’s name but didn’t say anything else.

nPerhaps he had truly been in love with her, or perhaps he just couldn’t let go of how Yvette Larson had once been his but now belonged to someone else.

nHowever, all these feelings he had once had for her disappeared with that word. ‘Since Yvette Larson and her husband already witnessed such a bloody scene today, they can’t leave the Sanders family’s residence.’

nWilliam Sanders waved, and the few dozen men surrounded Yvette Larson and Finn Taylor.

n“I can deal with all of you alone.” Finn Taylor said something that sounded like a joke to all the Sanders family members.

n“Wait there. I’ll find a way out for us.” Finn Taylor pointed at somewhere for his wife to go to.

nHer eyes brimmed with tears. She felt that it was completely impossible for her husband to defeat so many people at once. ‘The Sanders family are clearly driving us into a corner, yet I have no other choice. I would only be a bother to my husband if I were to stay.’

nWith tears in her eyes, she headed to the area her husband had pointed out.

nNobody in the Sanders family stepped forward to stop her. Naturally, this was an order from Joshua Sanders.

nJoshua Sanders hated Finn Taylor’s guts. ‘The whole of San Francisco knows that Yvette was mine, yet she married Finn Taylor three years ago. How ridiculous! It’s because of him that I was humiliated and became a joke in so many people’s eyes! I’m going to let Yvette watch her husband die in my hands!’

n“Kill him!”

nThe moment Joshua Sanders gave his order, dozens of men swarmed toward Finn Taylor.

nEvery single one of them was a master of martial arts. If they had lived in ancient times, they would’ve been generals at the very least.

nEven now, they were impressive figures who would gain the respect of many.

nThese people had one commonality—they killed without any hesitation. Perhaps they didn’t even think much of killing nobodies like Finn Taylor.

nThe moment Joshua Sanders gave his order, he shut his eyes. In his mind, it wouldn’t take more than ten seconds for Finn Taylor to die.

nHe didn’t want to witness such a bloody sight.

nSimilarly, Grant Sanders shut his eyes.

n“Ah!” As expected, a blood-curdling scream was heard.

nBut the noises that followed made both Grant Sanders and Joshua Sanders uneasy.

nThe screams were getting more numerous. They obviously didn’t come from Finn Taylor alone.

n‘Could it be…’ A thought surfaced in their minds.

nThe moment they opened their eyes, they saw the men from the Sanders family groaning in pain on the ground. Their limbs had all been broken.

nAs for Finn Taylor, he was sitting on top of someone—William Sanders.

n‘This…’ Neither Joshua Sanders nor Grant Sanders believed their eyes. It was a truly incredulous sight. ‘It hasn’t even been ten seconds, yet Finn Taylor managed to defeat all of our men! What happened earlier?’

nGrant Sanders and Joshua Sanders were now regretting their decision to close their eyes. They had initially done so to avoid witnessing the bloody scene, but that meant that they hadn’t seen anything.

nAlso, the victory had already been won.

nGrant Sanders and Joshua Sanders ran for their lives without a moment of hesitation.

nFinn Taylor sneered and casually kicked a rock that had been by his foot.

nIt struck Grant Sanders right in the back.

nGrant Sanders had already been diagnosed with last-stage cancer—this stone pierced through his lungs.

nHe was sure to be dead within three days.

nJust then, William Sanders drew a dagger and stabbed Finn Taylor while he was distracted.

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