NovelEnglish"Hahaha..." Hal threw down his water gun and laughed heartily, while Ned touched his own face.
The 'water' that Hal had just sprayed him with was warm and had an indescribable stench.
Glaring at Hal who was giving him a gleeful mocking look, he cracked his knuckles audibly.
Paula snapped at him right then, "What do you think you are doing, Ned?! Are you going to beat up your nephew in your father's presence?! How dare you!" "I-I'm not." Ned sighed as he eased his knuckle.
Hal laughed even loudly at that, even leaping up, punching Ned repeatedly in the knees while he did, "Get down on your knees! My daddy is right here!" "Hal." Yed suddenly spoke, frowning.
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Hal paused, asking, "What is it, Daddy?" Ned thought Yed was going to stop Hal, only for Yed to snort. "Why are you touching him? He's filth." "Okay." Hal nodded obediently and stamped heavily on Ned's foot before fleeing to Yed's side, repeatedly sticking his tongue out at Ned.
Ned almost snapped right then but ultimately held back—he had been biding his tfor years, and this was nothing.
"Ciril!"" A thunderous voice that left the house shaking resounded just then.
A group of thirtyish thuggish people suddenly charged inside the room, led by a stout man who was topless and wore gold chains.
It was Lothar Janko, Ciril's younger brother and Ned's uncle. He had completed Birthright rank and was almost unrivaled in Morhen as a local gangster who ruled over the outer reaches of the city.
Most importantly, he was one of the few members in the Janko family who did not scorn Ned.
The ones following him were Janko retainers, and they all stood in formation with their hands clasped behind their back.
Naturally, the Jankos had considerable influence to be brave enough to stir waves, vowing to usurp the Lawrences as one of the Four Families of Morhen.
And those retainers were ons source of the Jankos' influence. While Girl himself was Ascendant rank , four of todd retainers were the slevel, while the rest were all Birthright rank.
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Uncle Lothar." Ned promptly made way when he saw the man.
"Hey, Ned! You're such a mess. What's wrong?" Lothar frowned.
Ned scowled but could only smile awkwardly since Paula and Yed were glaring at him.
"Oh..." Lothar did not press the issue, instead striding straight to Ciri's bed holding him by the shoulders and shaking him. "What happened, Ciril? Who did this to you? Talk to me!"
Yed strode up ,grabbing his uncle's hand and growling.Don't bother
Uncle Lothar. Dad was still fine m yesterday, even receiving an invitation to theTurnbulls' annual dinner. But this morning, he fell unconscious once Ned left the house, clearly poisoned, and by a poison that even Ascendant ranks can't resist!"
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