965 I''m Not Scared Of You


    “Your orders, sir?” the large guard asked, raising his hand and looking back over his shoulder.


    Sitting with two more guards opposite him was a man in a large blue suit, stretched to its limit over his belly, with one button ready to explode like a bullet at any moment. The man’s hair was balding, combed back in a futile attempt to cover it up.


    “Those brats!” Sir Ken shouted. “I’m the mayor of Clusterfield, and I’m about to have a meeting soon. Their fighting knocked the coffee over my trousers. Are they going to pay for a new pair of trousers? These people weren’t even meant to be in this cabin in the first place! People like them never learn because it’s ingrained by their parents, these uneducated scum. You can’t just punish them; you have to punish the root of the problem. Bring their parents and deal with the two brats so they can’t say a word.”


    One of the guards stood up and immediately went through the cabin door, presumably to search for the parents.


    With the order given, the remaining guard raised his hand in delight, ready to swing.


    “Hey, don’t you think it’s unfair? You weigh around twenty times what these two little children weigh,” a voice said.


    The two kids, holding their hands under their chins, turned around to see who was talking.


    “It’s the mister who knows nothing about the AFC,” the boy sniffled.


    “If he makes them angry, won’t we get hit even more?” the girl started to sob. They did not see the weak, small man they had met earlier as their savior; far from it.


    “Mind your own business,” the guard said.


    “This matter is not of concern to you unless you want to get the whole of Clusterfield on your bad side,” Sir Ken said, still sitting in his seat and overhearing the conversation.


    “Haha!” Sir Ken started to laugh while in his seat. “So you’re good at fighting, but that doesn’t mean anything. Although many people think that the strength of one’s fist rules this world, that is not quite the case. It’s the strength of those who rule those fists. Do you know Clusterfield is a tier 2 city? A city that I am in charge of, including everyone involved in it. I’m not afraid because if something happens to me, you will receive punishment far worse.”


    The door tried to slide open a few times, but the weight of the fallen man made it hard until it was yanked to the side, and the guard rushed in, looking at his fallen ally.


    “What happened here?” the guard asked. Following behind him, there was a woman who seemed startled, and behind her, there was someone else.


    “Who has caused this mess?” a man asked in a white and gold uniform with the badge of White Rose on his clothing.


    “Ah, Ryan, it’s been a while,” Sir Ken said, looking at the White Rose agent. “This man was just threatening me and took out two of my powerful guards. I’m sure he’s an Altered, so this is in your jurisdiction to take care of him, right?”


    Hearing these words and watching from the back, Kai couldn’t help but slap his own face.


    “I told you, trouble always follows him,” Austin smiled.


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