Chapter 368: Wham.


    The punchnded with a heavy thud.


    Hoyt was so stunned that he barely registered Kens strike.


    Blood began to seep from the corner of his mouth.


    With a plop, a tooth tumbled from his mouth, sttered with blood.


    My tooth… Ahhhhhhh!! Just as Hoyt was about to unleash his fury, he noticed Ken flexing his wrist, clearly prepared to strike again.


    Not only that, but Allison also covered Lornas eyes.


    Lorna, honey, close your eyes.


    Hoyt felt like the floor had been pulled out from under him.


    He could feel the murderous intent hanging in the air like a thick fog.


    He remembered the agonizing pain from when his leg had been dislocated not long ago, leaving himid up for weeks.


    He still walked with a limp.


    Ken was a loose cannon.


    For a moment, Hoyt recalled the surveince footage from Vrining, where Ken, his hands bound by chains, had mercilessly beaten someone into a bloody mess.


    That someone had been the assassin Hoyt had sent, who had ended up being tortured alive.


    Hoyt was struck by a wave of terror.


    Hey! Donte any closer! He didnt even care about the tooth on the floor, scrambling backward in sheer panic.


    Perhaps it was Kens terrifying presence that had silenced Hoyts bravado; he was suddenly too afraid to provoke him, fearing he might lose his life on the spot.


    Wait, I just came to deliver a message! Hoyts voice quivered, hisposure cracking.


    I remember your mothers dowry was stolen just before she passed away, and youve been hunting for it ever since, havent you? As soon as Hoyt finished speaking, Kens hand closed around his throat.


    Ill give you one chance to exin, Ken said, his tone devoid of emotion, his eyes darkening as his grip tightened.


    Otherwise, I wont hesitate to turn you into a vegetable.


    Hoyt could feel Ken was ready to kill him.


    He meant it.


    Hoyts teeth chattered in fear.


    Ill… Ill tell you! Hoyts face turned a deep crimson as he gasped for breath.


    I stumbled across somethingsomething that used to belong to your mother… Its being used as a prize in apetition down in the Underground.


    As soon as he finished speaking, the grip around his neck loosened, allowing him to suck in much-needed air.


    Hoyt felt like hed narrowly avoided a trip to the grave.


    Knowing he was still on thin ice, he quickly added, Thats why I came to tell you.


    Even with your leg just healed, you can still jump in the mix.


    And worst case, if you cant win it back fair and square, you can always buy it for a fat stack of cash.


    Sweat poured from his brow as he spoke, feeling the cold droplets slide down his face.


    The second Ken released him, Hoyt scrambled to his feet and scurried to the side, crawling on hands and knees like a rat trying to flee a hungry cat.


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