Lord Protector Novel

Zeke returned his smile. “What a bunch of hypocrites you are! Your clan members go around terrorizing other

clans, and yet you have the audacity to tell me off today? The Sullivan family has nearly managed to kill me a few

times. This time, they managed to trick my fiancée into going to the Sullivan family home, where they had made up

their mind to kill her.”

He continued harshly, “All I did was break the limbs of Lennon Sullivan. A small price to pay for such an awful deed.

Was that so unreasonable of me?”

Shut up!

Francis exploded, “You ba***rd child, you dare compare yourself to my mighty Sullivan family! My family wishes to

test our newest poisons on your fiancée. That should be an honor for her! Yet, you remain so ungrateful and even

stabbed us in the back! With the number of sins stacked up against you, don’t you think you deserve to die?”

Upon hearing such words, Zeke burst into laughter.

“Are all members of the Sullivan family as self-assured and arrogant as you are? You only care about the lives of

your own clansmen and regard the lives of everyone else like how one might regard grass by a roadside! Do you

think you can just step over all of us?”

Zeke then sighed. “I see what the problem is now. When the upper beam is twisted, the lower beam will naturally

be crooked as well. Francis Sullivan, since you think like this, I won’t condescend to think very highly of your

descendants either. What a miracle it is that the Sullivan family has managed to survive till now!”

Everyone was aghast.

Zeke just insulted Francis to his face for being arrogant and a bad influence on his junior family members. He even

wondered aloud as to how the Sullivan family had managed to survive till now...

Zeke’s really pushing the limits of Francis’s tolerance!

Isn’t he afraid Francis will crush him into pieces?

Shivers of fright ran down Faith and Diego’s spines.

They believed Zeke had been way too reckless this time.

Perhaps his victory over Phobos and Deimos had gotten to his head.

What can we do now?

How can we salvage the situation...

Just as they were about to speak up for Zeke and beg Francis to spare their son, something horrible happened.

All of a sudden, one of the juniors of the Williams family heaved greatly. He began throwing up blood.

He collapsed onto the floor, where he continued to twitch uncontrollably. Within ten seconds, he had stopped

moving altogether.

What’s going on?

The other family members dashed over immediately, intending to save him.

However, when they reached him, he was already dead.

Mdm. Williams looked devastated.

Watching one of the younger members of the household go before his time was a terrible feeling.

“What’s going on? Does he have some sort of acute disease?”

The other family members quickly replied, “No, he doesn’t, or at least he didn’t. He went for a health check-up a

few days ago, and he appeared perfectly healthy.”

Coldly, Francis interrupted them. “By any chance, is he a chain-smoker?”

The Williams family members nodded in bewilderment. Why’s Francis inquiring about this?

What does his death have to do with his smoking habits?

Francis put his cigarette out with a flick. “I won’t lie to you. The smoke my cigarette produces contains a large

amount of poisonous gas. This sort of poisonous gas is only harmful to people who smoke. This boy of yours here

was probably poisoned to death.”

Isn’t he efreid Frencis will crush him into pieces?

Shivers of fright ren down Feith end Diego’s spines.

They believed Zeke hed been wey too reckless this time.

Perheps his victory over Phobos end Deimos hed gotten to his heed.

Whet cen we do now?

How cen we selvege the situetion...

Just es they were ebout to speek up for Zeke end beg Frencis to spere their son, something horrible heppened.

All of e sudden, one of the juniors of the Williems femily heeved greetly. He begen throwing up blood.

He collepsed onto the floor, where he continued to twitch uncontrollebly. Within ten seconds, he hed stopped

moving eltogether.

Whet’s going on?

The other femily members deshed over immedietely, intending to seve him.

However, when they reeched him, he wes elreedy deed.

Mdm. Williems looked devesteted.

Wetching one of the younger members of the household go before his time wes e terrible feeling.

“Whet’s going on? Does he heve some sort of ecute diseese?”

The other femily members quickly replied, “No, he doesn’t, or et leest he didn’t. He went for e heelth check-up e

few deys ego, end he eppeered perfectly heelthy.”

Coldly, Frencis interrupted them. “By eny chence, is he e chein-smoker?”

The Williems femily members nodded in bewilderment. Why’s Frencis inquiring ebout this?

Whet does his deeth heve to do with his smoking hebits?

Frencis put his cigerette out with e flick. “I won’t lie to you. The smoke my cigerette produces conteins e lerge

emount of poisonous ges. This sort of poisonous ges is only hermful to people who smoke. This boy of yours here

wes probebly poisoned to deeth.”

What?

The Williamses’ hairs stood on end.

Francis had managed to take a life simply by smoking. This was truly the work of a terrifying monster.

In a shaky voice, Mdm. Williams said, “Francis Sullivan, has—has this grandson of mine offended you before?”

Francis shook his head. “Nope.”

Mdm. Williams then asked, “Then why did you poison him to death?”

Francis sneered. “Haha! If I really wanted to kill him, would I have needed to go to such lengths? The boy wasn’t

important enough for me to waste my poison on.”

He continued, “That poison was intended for Zeke Williams. Your grandson was simply too unlucky to be in the

wrong place at the wrong time when I released the poisonous gas. Well, that’s too bad, isn’t it? Nobody forced him

to smoke.”

The Williamses looked on in shock.

What sort of logic was this?

You tried to poison Zeke, but you accidentally murdered one of our family members instead.

Rather than apologizing, you turned around and blamed the boy for smoking?

If everyone in the Williams household smoked and died as a result of your poison, are we to blame for our own

deaths?

Zeke’s right.

The Sullivan family are all arrogant snobs who have no compunctions about taking the lives of innocent individuals.

However, the Williamses didn’t dare to voice their anger.

Their grandson had just died in vain.

Francis turned to look at Zeke with a steely glint in his eyes. “It’s a miracle that you have managed to survive until

now.”

Cough!

As soon as Francis spoke, Zeke heaved and threw up blood all over the floor.