"Alright, quit spacing out now."


    Frank''s calm call brought every Janko to their senses. "I''ve pacified Mr. Janko now—his left arm is


    broken, but he just needs bed rest for a period and he''ll be fine."


    Walking up to Ned, he pped him on the shoulder, leaving him stunned and confused. "Huh?


    Wha...?"


    "Go," Frank frowned, clearly hinting that he should clean up the mess and earn his keep as the next


    head of the Janko family.


    When Ned finally understood, he forced a smile at Frank and nodded repeatedly.


    Striding forward, he instructed the terrified servants to carry Ciril to another mansion to rest.


    After that, he beckoned at the bodyguards.


    Yed, who was still staring nkly at his son''s corpse, was dragged to the middle of what remained of


    the main mansion.


    "Speak!" Lothar bellowed at him. "Did you or did you not poison your father?!"


    With Ned, the family retainers and Lothar encircling him, Yed became well aware that it was all over for


    him.


    His heart only sank further when he saw that his son was dead.


    He hung his head lifelessly, admitting to his crime wordlessly.


    "Insolent scum!"


    "You bastard!"


    "To think that I was ready to pledge my service after you seed Ciril!!!"


    "You''re worse than vermin!"


    The Janko retainers were screaming at Yed upon his confusion, almost sent over the edge by his


    attempt to kill his own father.


    They had always known Yed was ambitious, but they had never dreamed that he would attempt


    patricide!


    And every single retainer present had been fighting alongside Ciril as he built his dynasty, and their


    loyalty to the man was unshakeable.


    It was no wonder why they were incensed when they saw the extent of Yed''s treachery!


    That was when an ashen-faced Pa ran out of nowhere, throwing her arms defensively around Yed


    as she howled, "Stop yelling at him! I was the one who poisoned Ciril! I did it—kill me if you want!"


    "What?!" Lothar''s cheek was clenched when he saw how protective Pa was toward Yed.


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    imagination to know what their rtionship really was.


    "Scum... Both of you are scum!" Lothar was shaking with rage, pointing at them as he bellowed, "Such


    deceit, betraying my brother''s trust! Die like the vermin you are!"


    Swish!


    Lothar turned as he drew a machete from a bodyguard''s grasp, ready to cut Pa and Yed into pieces!


    "Uncle Lothar!" Ned cried as he suddenly strode in front of Pa, stopping him.


    "What?! Are you really taking their side, Ned?!" Lothar was barely coherent in sheer rage, jumping to


    conclusions right away.


    "No way. I''d never take their side." Ned shook his head. "I''m just thinking that Father should be the one


    who punishes them for their heinous actions. Don''t you agree?"


    His usual cowardly demeanor gone, Ned''s tone was firm, even carrying a hint of cool authority.