Chapter 367: The Grudges from Eighteen Years Ago!


    As the words fell, the five powerhouses who had originally stood behind Myles suddenly looked grim, then unhesitatingly turned their assaults towards Myles.


    Their only goal at this point was to prevent Myles from revealing who was pulling the strings behind them.


    After all, they were different from Myles, they had wives and children, family. If their master knew that they had leaked his identity, given his temperament, he would certainly eliminate the root of the problem, decimating any rtionship entirely.


    Their ruthless master had shown his cruelty before, which is why they indiscriminately chose to attack at this moment.


    “Lord Military Master, save me!” Witnessing these people attacking him, a chill went down Myles’ spine as he urgently called White Mitchell for help.


    Seeing such a dramatic scene, the onlookers couldn’t help but sigh.


    The might of the military master truly crushed everything in the end.


    Myles, who was just unting his arrogance, was now, in this very moment, begging for help from White Mitchell shamelessly.


    For a time, the crowd couldn’t help but cast contemptuous nces at Myles.


    But at this point, Myles couldn’t care less. Being alive was better than dying, and if he could use this chance to seek shelter under White Mitchell, having White, the White Army Master, as his backer would be like reaching the heavens in a single leap!


    Then, he could perhaps step hard over his current master and establish himself.<div>


    He could not have wasted ten years of his life in prison. How many decades does a man’s life has?


    At the very moment Myles sought help, a cold smirk emerged on the corner of White Mitchell’s mouth, then he directly struck a palm towards the five powerhouses trying to kill Myles.


    Boom, a terrifying force surged from White Mitchell’s palm. The five powerful attackers were sted flying with one move, heavily crashing into the ground, coughing up mouthfuls of fresh blood.


    One palm, five defeated!


    At this moment, the most shocked of all was Myles himself.


    These five individuals were powerhouses his master had dispatched for support. Combined, their strength would even overpower a minor War God.


    Unexpectedly, White Mitchell’s casual palm strike seriously injured all five of them.


    Was the strength of a Military Master this terrifying?


    For a moment, Myles felt a chill down his spine. His gaze towards White Mitchell was filled with awe.


    The might of a Military Master was unchallengeable. To insult it would mean death!


    Feeling the immense power of White Mitchell, Myles the fence-sitter,pletely fell to White Mitchell’s side. At this point, even if he became a hanger-on, he would be satisfied.


    Seeing Myles in this vish state, where was any trace of a hero?


    Seeing Myles’s spinelessness, the crowd couldn’t help but despise him more.


    But this would not change Myles’s intention of fawning over White Mitchell. He saw Myles at this moment, bowing his waist, as if conceding, he ttered White Mitchell, “Lord Military Master, well done! This palm strike, is truly unparalleled in the world!”


    Myles still made a ttering thumbs up,paring the haughty attitude he had earlier, he was apletely different person now.


    “Pah! Boot-licker!” Someone in the crowd couldn’t help but curse.


    Hearing someone scorn him, Myles wasn’t embarrassed but rather responded proudly, “A group of ungrateful ants, dare to judge me?


    This is called knowing the times makes a wise man. Who among the hot-blooded young men wouldn’t want to follow such a hero like Lord Military Master?”


    The me of my passion hasn’t been extinguished, I’m willing to follow Lord Military Master my whole life, following him, I shall shed blood and sacrifice my life for the Dragon Realm!”<div>


    These impassioned words elevated White Mitchell’s status while showing Myles’s loyalty to him.


    Myles secretly gave himself a thumbs-up, believing his ttery must have reached White Mitchell’s heart.


    The crowd on the scene, seeing Myles’s shameless side, finally understood a truth—when a person has no shame, he is invincible.


    Meanwhile, facing Myles’s ttery, White Mitchell remained calm as if he hadn’t heard a word he said.<div>


    Myles saw this and a sh of disappointment crossed his eyes, but he quickly returned to a fawning demeanor: “Lord Military Master, enlightened and martial…”


    This time, before he could finish speaking, White Mitchell coldly spoke: “Utter another word of nonsense, and die!”


    This…


    Myles blinked, his fawning expression immediately stiffened, reced with a rich look of fear, and hurriedly said: “Understand, understand, I understand.


    The ones who made me do this from behind are the Taylor Family in the Capital City. I’ve been following the orders of the Taylor Family in the Capital City all along.


    The people from the Taylor Family are all shameless viins, devoid of conscience, and have carried out plenty of murders and robberies.


    There are quite a few people like me under their hands, and the benefits they reap from us each year is an astronomical figure.


    However, those people, how can they be a match for you, Lord Military Master. With just one word from you, you can wipe them off the face of the earth.”


    The Taylor Family in the Capital City?


    Upon hearing these four words, an old name surfaced involuntarily in White Mitchell’s mind–Fendy Taylor!


    “Indeed, after eighteen years, you are still unwilling to let me go.” White Mitchell said indifferently inside his heart, a memory that had been buried for eighteen years now, surged up like a tide at this moment.


    Eighteen years ago, that year, when he was only ten, just like most children, he had aplete family.


    However, different from others, the rtionships in his family were intricately mixed and factions abounded. On the surface, it seemed morous, but in reality, dangerous currents were swirling underneath.<div>


    That year, as the legitimate eldest grandson of the Mitchell Family, his name was not White Mitchell, but Sebastian Mitchell. From the moment of his birth, the identity of the family heir had always been ced on his shoulders.


    Since childhood, the education he received was all revolving around how to inherit the family business and how to bnce family rtionships.


    But all this, vanished when he was ten years old.


    Mother encountered a tragedy. Father remarried, and brought back a five-year-old child from outside.


    It was also that year, at the Mitchell Family’s annual meeting, White Mitchell was stripped of his heir’s status and was ultimately assassinated, hanging between life and death.


    If it weren’t for his chance meeting with Logan Jones and his wife, who were on their way to the Jones Family’s annual meeting in Capital City. Had Sherry not dropped a lollipop that day, had Sherry not found him on the brink of death while picking up the lollipop.


    Possibly, he would have already died in the wilderness, a body unimed.


    And all this had a great deal to do with his vicious stepmother.


    Had it not been for Fendy Taylor fearing that he would affect her son’s position, how could he have been reduced to such a state.


    Even the unexpected circumstances surrounding his own mother’s death, were likely closely tied to this woman.


    Fendy Taylor, Fendy Taylor, it’s been eighteen years, are you still livingfortably?!


    Stay alive and well, live well until the day I return to Capital City!


    With thoughts of this, White Mitchell’s eyes abruptly filled with a fierce crimson, his raging anger even scattering the clouds in the sky.<div>


    Seeing this, Myles at the side was delighted, thinking to himself that this time, relying on his rtionship with White Mitchell, he could not only make aeback but also rise to a higher level. Perhaps recing the Taylor Family’s position was not an impossible task.


    “Lord Military Master, if you do not mind I, Myles, am willing to be your foot soldier, to trample over the doorstep of the Taylor Family for you,” Myles volunteered to say.


    However, as soon as he finished speaking, a touch of indifference shed across White Mitchell’s face: “Work for me? With you? Worthy? Kylin!”


    “Yes!” Kylin responded powerfully.


    “Kill him!”


    At these words, Myles froze, his eyes shing with intense fear, and he hurriedly said: “Lord Military Master, no, Lord Military Master, you cannot renege on your promise!


    You promised to spare my life, I have told you everything I know, you can’t do this to me, you can’t treat me like this!!!”