Chapter 386: Scuffle

The Jantz family was about to escape when Luke arrived with his men, surrounding them.

“Zachariah, don't even think about leaving!” Luke spat.

“Luke, what are you doing? The Jantz and Wagner families have no quarrel. Why are you stopping me?” Zachariah asked, exasperated.

“Zachariah, you killed Bane in cold blood. Do you think you can escape so easily?” Luke said coldly.

“You…” Zachariah pointed at Luke, fury boiling within him. He knew, however, that he was no match for Luke in his current state.

“Zachariah, your time is up…”

Phoenix, dragging her injured body, led her men to encircle the Jantz family.

Leonardo approached Zachariah. “Mr. Jantz, leave now. I'll hold them off.”

“Leonardo, be careful!” Zachariah warned.

Leonardo nodded, roared, “Charge!” and the Jantz family, escorted by two elites, charged the enemy.

“Phoenix Regiment, listen! No one leaves alive! Kill them all!” Phoenix's voice, though sharp, betrayed her injury.

“Yes, Madam!”

The Phoenix Regiment attacked, met by the Jantz family.

“The Wagner family will assist,” Luke announced, sending his men into the fray. He then moved to confront Zachariah and his two protectors.

The battle quickly escalated. Desperate cries and bloodshed filled the air. Other families watched from a distance, unwilling to become involved.

Outside, Lizbeth turned to Anthony, alerted by the commotion.

“General Long, we should—”

Anthony cut her off. “We are responsible for the border. We shouldn't interfere. It seems Summerbank is about to undergo a drastic change…”

Lizbeth remained silent, her anxiety evident. She worried about Jared and Josephine's safety.

Inside, the battle raged for over ten minutes. The Jantz family, facing the combined forces of the Phoenix Regiment and the Wagner family, teetered on the brink of annihilation. Zachariah, furious, surveyed the corpses, helpless; his martial energy, absorbed by Jared, hadn't recovered.

Then, Jared returned, dragging a terrified Venicus. Seeing the carnage, Jared understood the situation and threw Venicus at Zachariah's feet.

Zachariah, seeing the defeated Venicus, knew escape was impossible. His last resort was useless.

“Still thinking of running away?” Jared asked, staring at the broken Venicus.

“No! Spare my life! I'll follow your commands! I'll give you this thousand-year-old ginseng!” Venicus begged.

Jared sneered. “What makes you think you deserve to be my follower? The ginseng will be mine after I kill you. Why should I let you live? You’ve likely harmed countless lives with your magecraft.”

Jared raised his hand, prepared to strike.