Upon hearing those words amidst the fierce battle, Kurt began to tremble violently.
It wasn't out of fear but anger.
That despicable Cersei. She actually dared to play me.
Indeed, an opening was created, and they successfully made their way in.
However, what awaited him wasn't a coordinated attack from within and outside but a siege from all sides.
Indeed, he made his way through the dense forest from the southeast. Before he could even approach the main house, he was surrounded by a large group of people dressed in black.
“Cersei, don't let me leave alive, or I swear I'll make you wish you were dead.”
No sooner had the harsh words been spoken than Wilfred's voice followed closely behind.
“B*stard, you're at the end of your rope now. There's no escape, even if you have wings. Isn't it about time you surrender gracefully? If you behave and stop resisting, perhaps I can grant you a whole corpse, allowing you to die with dignity.”
“A whole corpse? Die with dignity?” Kurt burst into hearty laughter. “I appreciate your mercy, but even if I'm reduced to ashes today, I'll still take a layer of skin off you.”
Wilfred's face darkened, his voice cold as he said, “You're courting death. If that's what you seek, then I'll gladly oblige.”
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand at the people in black surrounding him and sternly commanded, “Show no mercy to the rebels.”
“Yes.”
What followed was another intense battle.
Both sides suffered casualties, but the losses on Kurt's side were somewhat greater.
After all, this was the Venom Valley, Wilfred's territory. Even with his elite forces, Kurt couldn't withstand the barrage of hidden arrows.
Seeing himself clearly at a disadvantage, Kurt began to panic.
He didn't want to die there, for he still had an ace up his sleeve that he hadn't used yet.
As long as he used Blaze to threaten Bailey, Cameron, and the others, he believed they would obediently do as he said.
In other words, he still had a chance to turn things around.
As long as Bailey and her group obediently followed his orders, assisting him in attacking the Venom Valley, he would definitely have a chance to regain control of the White family.
Of course, all of this hinged on the premise that he must escape unscathed that day. Otherwise, it would all just be empty talk.
With that in mind, he quickly turned to his few remaining subordinates and ordered, “Focus your fire. Cover my escape.”
“Understood.”
When Wilfred saw him about to withdraw, his gaze suddenly grew cold.
One should finish a task entirely, or the effort might be wasted.
If I let him escape today, he might come back with a vengeance tomorrow, and the White family will once again face a catastrophe.
This scoundrel must die. I can't let him escape, never.
“Increase our manpower. We must capture and kill him in—”
Before he could finish his words, a middle-aged man hurried over with a communicator in his hand.
“Old Mr. White, Mr. Luther has called. He said there's an urgent matter he needs to discuss with you.”
Wilfred instinctively wanted to refuse, but considering the power of the Luther family, which he could not afford to offend, he could only just manage to suppress the impulse in his heart.
After taking the communicator from his subordinate, he placed it to his ear and said in a deep voice, “Mr. Luther, the final battle here has reached its critical moment. My men will soon have Kurt under control. Can we discuss any other matters after I've dealt with the internal strife? Is that all right?”
Artemis' indifferent yet assertive voice traveled from the other end of the line. “Release Kurt. Let him escape.”
“What?” Wilfred stared incredulously at the communicator in his hand, frowning as he asked, “Mr. Luther, what do you mean by this?”
“It means exactly what you think it does. After setting Kurt free, you don't need to worry about what comes next.”
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