The night was as dark as ink, deeply enveloping Eastshire District. The entire district was immersed in silence under the cover of night, but beneath the seemingly calm surface, hidden currents were churning, and a bloody storm was brewing quietly.
Jared’s figure moved like lightning, darting through the darkness. His eyes were cold and resolute, and his body emitted a chilling aura.
Tonight, he would single-handedly destroy the Rowe, Pennyworth, and Sunter families, making it clear to the entire Eastshire District that his authority was inviolable.
First, Jared arrived at the Rowe residence.
The main gate was tightly shut. Faint lights flickered on the surrounding walls, a subtle indication of a tense atmosphere.
Jared’s mouth curled into a sneer of disdain. He leaped effortlessly over the tall wall and landed in the courtyard.
Immediately upon landing, dozens of the Rowe family’s guards surrounded him. With weapons drawn, their eyes were full of vigilance.
“Who are you? How dare you trespass on the Rowe residence!” the lead guard shouted.
Jared’s expression was calm, as if the guards before him were nobodies. He slowly declared, “I am Jared Chance. Your family insulted me at the Linford family’s assembly today, so you will all face retribution tonight.”
“Jared Chance? You’re the arrogant brat who claimed that the three families wouldn’t survive past tonight, aren’t you? How dare you come to the Rowe residence alone?!” The lead guard sneered. With a wave of his hand, the other guards surged toward Jared like a tide.
Jared remained rooted in place, unmoving. When the guards rushed toward him, his figure suddenly shifted, and a massive aura violently shook outward.
The guards were immediately sent flying by that aura. Before they could even scream, they collapsed to the ground, dead.
In an instant, every guard in the courtyard had fallen, their blood staining the ground.
Jared did not spare a glance at the corpses and walked directly toward the main hall of the Rowe residence.
Inside the hall, Patrick and the core members of the Rowe family were discussing countermeasures. Hearing the commotion outside, they rushed out.
When Patrick saw that the ground was covered with corpses and Jared was standing in the middle, his face instantly turned pale.
“You… You actually dared to come to the Rowe residence!” Patrick snarled through gritted teeth.
Jared looked at him coldly and said, “I told you… None of the three families will survive past tonight. Now is the time for the Rowe family’s demise.”
“How arrogant of you! Do you truly think you can wipe out my family by yourself?” Patrick roared, pulling a handful of stealth weapons from his clothes and flinging them at Jared.
The weapons gleamed with a cold light, clearly coated in venom.
Jared neither dodged nor retreated. He simply waved his hands, and a powerful current of air blocked all the weapons and hurled them back.
The stealth weapons flew toward Patrick and his men. Several were unable to dodge and were struck, screaming as they collapsed to the ground.
“W-What kind of sorcery is this?” Patrick’s eyes widened in horror.
Jared scoffed. “This is no sorcery, but my strength. Today marks the end of your family.”
With that, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared before Patrick, slamming a fist toward Patrick’s chest.
Patrick tried to dodge but found himself unable to move, as if bound by an invisible force.
Jared’s fist landed heavily on Patrick’s chest. Patrick felt a massive power surge into his body, instantly shattering his internal organs. Wide-eyed, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight down.
In the face of such an insignificant opponent, Jared didn’t even bother to draw the Dragonslayer Sword.
“Mr. Rowe!” The other members of the Rowe family cried out in shock upon seeing Patrick collapse.
Jared ignored them, continuing his rampage through the Rowe residence.
Like a bolt of lightning, he moved across the Rowe residence swiftly. Everywhere he went, members of the Rowe family fell dead to the ground.
