Chapter 120 Titus was injured on multiple parts of his body.At the same time, Kayson showed
himself."How... The kid caught up?!"Titus was shocked while Kayson stepped on a trunk, making a
loud thump and leaving a deep footprint on it. His speed then increased abruptly. Titus was
baffled.As Kayson landed a punch on Titus, the latter made a huge pit on the ground. âMercy!â Titus
begged frantically.Kayson stood on the tree, holding a twig as he asked with a cold expression, âThe
Allens sentyou?'Titus heaved, answering in terror, âYes! Tuckson Allen asked me to kill you! Spare
me and I'll kill him for you!"âNo need. I'll personally go after his life."Kayson flicked the twig off his
hand softly after what he said, but the twig flew off like a speeding arrow. Titus put up his arms to
block the attack, but the twig went through his arms and penetrated his forehead. As his blood
flowed crimson, he fell to the ground in indignation and horror. Kayson hopped off the tree and
said with a sideways glance, âStop hiding. Come out.â A lively old man walked out from behind a
tree holding a stem of dotted leaves.âI'm surprised that a young master like you exists in this
world!"The old man sucked in a deep breath.Kayson sensed that he did not mean any harm and
decided to leave, ignoring him.âI'm Bradley Walton. Would you like to disclose your name, young
man?âKayson answered without looking back, âThe Eriocauli Flos won't work. No need to waste your
effort.â Bradley was stunned, but Kayson had disappeared just when he'd wanted to ask what the
latter meant.â"What does he mean..."Bradley furrowed his brows before he turned and walked over
to see who was the person killed. He was shocked by what he saw! Widening his eyes and gasping,
Bradley was incredibly stunned. âM-Master Titus Wood?!â He looked up again in the direction
Kayson had left. âWho's this young man?! He actually killed Titus... If word got out, I'm afraid chaos
would ensue!âNight came as Tuckson remained in his study, but he was not reading a book. His
expression seemed darker and more ominous under the dim lighting.He had sent people to collect
Patrick and Hector's bodies. His resentment toward Kayson had only grown while he was looking at
the corpses of his younger brother and nephew.Although Hector had always been quite the
prodigal young man who had not accomplished much, Tuckson was fine with him. After all, there
were so many people in the family, and not everyone could possibly succeed. Besides, the Allens
had successful businesses. It was not like they could not afford to take care of people like
Hector.Hector had been close to him, his Uncle Tuckson, when he was younger. Tuckson had never
had high hopes for Hector, but he was not stingy with him either.Now that Hector was dead, there
would no longer be a brat who whined to Uncle Tuckson just to get some allowance money from
him.âKayson..."â Tucksonâs gaze was begrudging. âWhen Master Wood attacks tomorrow, he'll make
sure you die and he avenges Patrick and Hector!"Creak! The window was suddenly opened. As
Tuckson turned to check, he was greeted by Kayson, who was sitting at the window and looking at
him impassively. Although there was a summer breeze, it felt unnervingly chilling.
Chapter 120
Titus was injured on multiple parts of his body.
At the same time, Kayson showed himself.
"How... The kid caught up?!â
Titus was shocked while Kayson stepped on a trunk, making a loud thump and leaving a deep
footprint on it. His speed then increased abruptly.
Titus was baffled.
As Kayson landed a punch on Titus, the latter made a huge pit on the ground. âMercy!â Titus
begged frantically.
Kayson stood on the tree, holding a twig as he asked with a cold expression, âThe Allens
sentyou?"Titus heaved, answering in terror, âYes! Tuckson Allen asked me to kill you! Spare me and
I'll kill him for you!"âNo need. I'll personally go after his life."Kayson flicked the twig off his hand
softly after what he said, but the twig flew off like a speeding arrow. Titus put up his arms to block
the attack, but the twig went through his arms and penetrated his forehead. As his blood flowed
crimson, he fell to the ground in indignation and horror. Kayson hopped off the tree and said with a
sideways glance, âStop hiding. Come out.â A lively old man walked out from behind a tree holding a
stem of dotted leaves.âI'm surprised that a young master like you exists in this world!"The old man
sucked in a deep breath.
Kayson sensed that he did not mean any harm and decided to leave, ignoring him.âI'm Bradley
Walton. Would you like to disclose your name, young man?âKayson answered without looking back,
âThe Eriocauli Flos won't work. No need to waste your effort.â Bradley was stunned, but Kayson had
disappeared just when he'd wanted to ask what the latter meant.â"What does he mean..."Bradley
furrowed his brows before he turned and walked over to see who was the person killed. He was
shocked by what he saw! Widening his eyes and gasping, Bradley was incredibly stunned. âM-
Master Titus Wood?!" He looked up again in the direction Kayson had left. âWho's this young man?!
He actually killed Titus... If word got out, I'm afraid chaos would ensue!â
Night came as Tuckson remained in his study, but he was not reading a book. His expression
seemed darker and more ominous under the dim lighting.He had sent people to collect Patrick and
Hector's bodies. His resentment toward Kayson had only grown while he was looking at the corpses
of his younger brother and nephew.Although Hector had always been quite the prodigal young
man who had not accomplished much, Tuckson was fine with him. After all, there were so many
people in the family, and not everyone could possibly succeed. Besides, the Allens had successful
businesses. It was not like they could not afford to take care of people like Hector.Hector had been
close to him, his Uncle Tuckson, when he was younger. Tuckson had never had high hopes for
Hector, but he was not stingy with him either.Now that Hector was dead, there would no longer be
a brat who whined to Uncle Tuckson just to get some allowance money from him."Kayson...â
Tuckson's gaze was begrudging. âWhen Master Wood attacks tomorrow, he'll make sure you die
and he avenges Patrick and Hector!"Creak!The window was suddenly opened. As Tuckson turned to
check, he was greeted by Kayson, who was sitting at the window and looking at him impassively.
Although there was a summer breeze, it felt unnervingly chilling.