The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine) novel Chapter 1027

The sound of threat and anger sounded like pressing him to death.

In an instant, there was no turning back for Jack.

He had a severe and cold expression, and he looked extremely grumpy.

The words of the Hun’s King, and even the murderous plan to kill the Snow Lion and reverse the order of the events, was broken off.

‘What to do?’

‘What…to do?’

While thinking, Jack turned to look at the Hun’s King.

He looked angry and ferocious and he was bug-eyed.

Just for a moment, Jack’s eyes fell on Amanda.

At that moment, that slender figure made Jack’s heart race and he felt agitated.

His nose was filled with soreness.

He had bloodshot eyes even became wet.

“Greedy Wolf…”

At that moment, Cynthia was a wreck, just like a dead body without any force.

That unprecedented frustration was so big that she nearly fainted.

Anyway, she was still strong, and she was determined to see the final result.

Her father’s resoluteness killed all her hopes.

She knew well that there was only one possible outcome for that man.

Also the huge plan of cooperation between the tribes would be buried together with that man, and it would shelve again.

Anger, resentment, blame, unwillingness…were filled in her heart.

Cynthia was shrouded by all kinds of emotions, like the sky was overturning the haze.

She could not bear to part with the man in front of her, and resented her father’s short sight and poor organization.

Even searching everywhere in the snowy plain, it was impossible to find someone who had the potential to compete with the god of war Zenith Harol. Today Wolf blesses us, the God had sent such an outstanding General to us.

‘But because of a few threatening words and in order to defend the honour of the so-called King of the Hun, and then he must be killed.’

‘That was ridiculous!’

The so-called King’s honour, for Cynthia, was that of the Hun in their heyday thousands of years ago. At that time, the Hun, conquered the whole snowy plain, suppressed all the tribes. The Hun’s King of that period really had the so-called King’s honour.

Time flew by and, during that long period, the Hun experienced wealth and decline and grew up until today step-by-step. ‘What was the King’s honour?’

There were also vassal tribes and the tribes challenging the Hun in the snowy plain were not completely absent!

‘Just for the ridiculous and self-deceiving honour, was it decided to give up the chance of the Hun to restore their past heyday?’

Cynthia, who was in a daze, stood still for a long while. Exhausted as ever, she leered down at the King of the Hun with a disappointed and empty expression.

The Hun’s King met Jack’s eyes, narrowed his scarlet eyes and shouted, “I…want you to die!”

His voice echoed in the Beast Fighting Cage.

It was extremely determined and overbearing.

As for the crawling guards on the ground, at that time, they didn’t dare to look up.

Because everyone knew well that their status of guards didn’t give them the right to intervene, and even a glimpse was considered as a sacrilege.

“Heh…”

Jack said with a rueful smile, “I hope you would free Amanda after you saved the King’s honour.”

After saying that, Jack looked more determined and cold.

His bloodshot eyes, suffused with mist, looked slowly at Cynthia, “I also beg you, be kind with Amanda.”

Cynthia clenched her red lips and nodded sadly.

“As long as you are dead, I will keep my word!”

The voice of the Hun’s King was harsh, and there was even some impatience in his eyes.

Jack glanced coldly at the Hun’s King, looked again at Amanda, and then closed his eyes slowly. He no longer lingered, and slowly turned towards the shivering and agonizing Snow Lion not far away.

As he turned, the wind picked up and brushed Jack’s hair, and also took away the last trace of nostalgia on his face.

When that horrible wound dripping with blood was displayed in front of Cynthia and the Hun’s King, Jack looked at the face of the Snow Lion, who was about to die. He was very calm and didn’t even open his eyes, but took another look at the Snow Lion in front of him.

It’s easier to die than to live!