Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
She didnât expect that these two brothers would have such a strong killing intent.
Annihilating someoneâs family!
What were they doing before in the outside world?
Karen Jo stood not far away, a cold smile on her lips, saying, âThe young miss of the Neal family is not someone many dare to bully even on the South Pole Island. But you two, be careful when you go out. The South Pole Island is a martial arts sanctuary that the worldâs martial artists are eager to enter. There are many strong individuals, and talents are everywhere. Here, itâs better to keep a low profile and not act recklessly just because of the Neal familyâs reputation.â
âBraydon will remember Auntâs advice!â
Braydon Neal smiled, radiant as the Milky Way.
In Northern Army, the more polite someone was, the more ruthless they were when they acted.
Speaking politely meant creating distance.
However, Karen was pleased and said, âSapphire, go help them find a place to rent. Donât let anyone bully you; otherwise, it will be the face of the Neal Mansion that is lost.â
âI understand!â
Sapphire Neal was very friendly to Braydon and Skylar Neal.
Because there were hardly any peers in the entire Neal Mansion.
Except for her two younger brothers, there was only her.
The three of them left side by side, leaving the Neal Mansion.
Lowell Neal watched from a distance, frowned with his hands behind his back, and said, âWestin, secretly protect Braydon and Skylar. If anyone dares to bully them, kill them!â
âYes, sir!â
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An old housekeeper in a gray robe silently left the Neal Mansion.
Karen was dissatisfied and said, âLiamâs child doesnât even care for himself, what are you meddling in?â
Slap!
Lowell slapped her in the face.
Karen covered her face, eyes revealing an incredulous look, and said in shock and anger, âLowell, how dare you hit me?!â
âI want you to remember this slap. Braydon is the direct grandson of the Neal family, the future master of the Neal family. The conflicts between Liam and me, as well as with Father, are matters of our generation. Donât involve the generation of Braydon and the others!â
Lowellâs face flashed with a cold and murderous intent as he stared at Karen, saying coldly, âIn a big family, internal strife is unavoidable. It doesnât matter whoâs right or wrong. Fourteen years ago, on that rainy night, everyone in the Neal family had their own schemes. The only innocent person involved was Braydon!
âAt that time, he was only seven years old, and that rainy night was also his seventh birthday!
âEveryone had their own thoughts, but they implicated the innocent Braydon, letting him go to the far north at the age of seven and grow up in that harsh and cold place.
âFor this, all the elders of the Neal family owe Braydon!â
Lowell looked at his wife, Karen, and said coldly, âPut away that scheming heart of yours. Your two useless sons under your wings have no qualification to compete with Braydon.â
âBut they are also your children!â
Karenâs eyes flashed with a hint of fear but still retorted.
Lowell said coldly, âIndeed, they are my children. Thatâs why Iâm warning you. Erase any thoughts you shouldnât have. If they dare to compete with Braydon, they are digging their own graves.
âDo you know the environment Braydon grew up in? Itâs a battlefield, a battlefield with millions of people. He fought in life and death situations since he was young, growing into a martial artist amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
âThe sword at his waist has been stained with the blood of enemies. Over a hundred thousand enemies!
âHe is no longer the cute kid I remember from seven years ago. Now, he has military authority and possesses terrifying national fate power. He is a natural young overlord. If those two useless sons of yours dare to compete with him, they will be seeking death!â
Lowell coldly warned Karen to put away that scheming heart of hers.
Donât contest what shouldnât be contested!
Otherwise, they would be asking for death.
Lowell saw through it all, but ironically, he was the one who understood Braydon the least.
From childhood to adulthood, although Braydon had been instilled with various theories by several teachers and adhered to the philosophy of protecting through killing, the blades of the Northern Armyâs men were not stained with the blood of the innocent!
This was the ironclad law of the Northern Army!
At the same time, the swords of the Neal family were not stained with the blood of the Neal family members.
This was the familyâs ironclad law!
So, Lowellâs worry was completely baseless.
And their perspectives seemed a bit narrow.
The Neal family could not bind the true dragon that was Braydon.
This Northern King didnât care about the Neal familyâs internal struggles, let alone the position of the Neal familyâs master.
Remember, Braydon cared little for the imperial throne of the capital.
Let alone a master position in the Neal family.
What Braydon wanted, the Neal family couldnât provide.
At the entrance of the Neal Mansion, Braydon and his siblings had just walked out of the gate.
Sapphire said with a sweet voice, âBraydon, what kind of courtyard do you want to live in? Iâll help you find one.â
âJust a quiet little courtyard.â
Braydon stated his simple requirement.
Coincidentally, at this time, the young master of the Neal Mansion returned.
A thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenager was surrounded by a group of people, making a fuss as they arrived at the entrance of the Neal Mansion.
Braydon looked at the young master, who seemed to resemble Lowell.
He was probably Lowellâs son.
Sapphire frowned slightly and said softly, âWhat are you guys clamoring about this time?â
âYoung Miss, your little brother lost money in our casino, and now heâs drunk and refusing to admit it. We had no choice but to follow him and come to the Neal Mansion.â
The young master, accompanied by the group, turned out to be a group of people from a casino on the South Pole Island.
People who could open a casino on this island were definitely not kind people.
If it were ordinary people, who would dare to chase debts to the entrance of the Neal Mansion?
Doing so would be equivalent to offending the entire Neal family.
Unexpectedly, the drunken beautiful young master, reeking of alcohol, with blurred eyes, said, âSapphire, donât listen to their nonsense. Some of these accounts arenât mine. These people just want to put the blame on me!â
âShut up! Is it not embarrassing enough? Father is at home, and if he gets disturbed, you will definitely get scolded.â
Sapphireâs pretty face turned cold.
The drunken young master suddenly trembled, suddenly sobering up, and exclaimed, âFather is at home?â
âSecond Master Neal is at home?â
The twenty to thirty people who came from the casino were somewhat pale.
They were nervous!
The drunk young master owed money in the casino. What exactly was going on?
These people were the most aware.
In the various major casinos on the South Pole Island, the favorite activity was to fleece these young masters, lure them into the casino, let them owe gambling debts, and then legitimately collect the debt.
It was truly a lucrative business!
These young masters who were inebriated and owed gambling debts didnât dare to mention it to their elders at home.
Each of them would find ways to settle their debts.
This was exactly what the casino loved.
Because it was not easy to deal with the elders behind these young masters.
If they were to make a fuss, it would undoubtedly bring trouble upon themselves.
The drunken young master Jayven Neal had a somewhat fearful expression and asked, âSis, is Father really at home, or are you just joking? Please donât lie to me.â
âDo I need to lie to you?â Sapphire smiled coldly.
Jayvenâs face turned green, and he said bitterly, âFather and Grandfather are at the 16th ruin, right? Why did he suddenly come back? You didnât tell me either.â