Blood trickled out the Emperor’s mouth.
His eyes bulged, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
He could not believe that James dared to kill him where he stood.
“You…”
With hateful, bloodshot eyes, the Emperor shrieked in denial. “I’ll never forgive you, James!!!”
“Haha…”
“How dare you spill my blood at the Johnston estate?! Once I die, you’re going to follow soon after. I’ll see you in hell!”
As if irritated by the Emperor’s tirade, James pulled his sword out of the Emperor’s body.
Blood gushed forth from the gaping wound.
Almost immediately, James pulled his gun out.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He fired a few shots at the injured man.
The Emperor collapsed into a pool of his own blood as he left the world.
James took a deep breath.
At long last, the Emperor was finally dead.
The problem now was the potential chaos that would break out following his death.
“Bring his body back. We’ll put him on trial tomorrow morning and expose his crimes to the world.”
After giving his orders, James started to walk out of the room.
Before he could leave, a furious cry made the room shake.
“How dare you kill a member of the Johnstons?! You’ll pay for this!”
Kennedy made a mad dash toward James. The walking stick in his hands was poised to strike at James’ vital points.
James’ face darkened. He summoned all the True Energy he could muster from within his body and channeled it into the Blade of Justice.
Just as he raised the sword and braced for impact, a figure appeared before him and effortlessly deflected Kennedy’s attack.
Kennedy stumbled unsteadily. When he took a few steps back, he suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Immediately, four men in black robes surrounded him.
James glanced at the man who saved his skin.
It turned out to be a seemingly elderly man.
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