Chapter 11 Six Years Later

Plop! Ernie had no temper at all. He immediately knelt on the ground, repeatedly slapping his own face. "Lord, I was wrong." "Lord, I got a screw loose. Please spare me." "I really dare not to offend you again." "I swear, I will never harass Leila again. Lord, if there's anything you need me to do in Greafank, I will do it seriously." "I beg you." He really didn't want to die. Walter remained silent, strolling over. The sound of his footsteps landing step by step was like the tolling of death bells, resonating in Ernie's heart: "Lord, I really messed up." "I beg you, please spare me." He kept kowtowing. Blood even oozed from his forehead due to continuous bowing. As Walter approached, Ernie dared not even breathe. His body trembled as if it could explode at any moment. Nervous. A deep-seated nervousness, a feeling that almost took his life. Walter glanced at Ernie, "Ernie, speaking of which, I really have to thank you. If you hadn't thrown me into the river back then, making everyone believe I, Walter, was dead, I wouldn't have returned in glory." Gurp. Ernie continued to bow, "Lord, I dare not. I was blinded by foolishness. Please spare me." "Is that so?" Walter with hands behind his back said, "Then who was the one who ordered you back then?" This had been something Walter had been investigating for years, although he knew it was the Wells family! But who exactly? Ernie was shocked, "Lord, I..." "Can't say?" Walter raised an eyebrow. "I dare not, I dare not!" Ernie kowtowed even more frantically, "It's just that person, I don't know. He used to just contact me over the phone." Walter with hands behind his back said, "It seems you will only be honest when you see your coffin." Ernie, nervously, said, "Lord, I was wrong, but what I said is true. I really had no idea of it. However, after the incident was successful, someone said to me that the Second Young Master had taken an interest in me and I couldn't afford to offend him." Second Young Master? Second brother? Walter smiled, "Indeed, him?" In the Wells family, among all those who had treated Wlater well... Second Young Master Lucas Wells stood out. However... Who would have thought that all of this was just an illusion? All of this was a means of deceiving him? Ridiculous! So laughable! It turned out that for the sake of harming him, one could deliberately get close to him? Ernie, seeing Walter not speaking, continued to kowtow, "Lord, I was wrong. Please spare me. I really didn't know anything else." "I was just a chess piece; I couldn't interfere in the events of that year." "Even..." He kept begging for mercy! He hoped to survive in the world. Walter turned around, silent, and went to Nightkill's side, "Where's Leila?" Nightkill nodded, "Boss, she's outside. Don't worry; I've already arranged everything." "Good." A rare tenderness appeared in Walter's eyes, even— Nervous! In these six years, although he had been killing outside, he never forgot about that night. Even for several times, he had the impulse to come and find her! However, he had forcibly taken Leila's virginity. Who knew how Leila saw him? If he returned recklessly, would it disturb her? That was why he had been delaying. It wasn't until now that he finally had time to deal with his own affairs. He walked away, and Nightkill bowed to send him off. He understood what Walter wanted to do. Seeing Walter leave, Ernie breathed a sigh of relief and kept thanking, thinking that Walter spared him. He even thought Walter might give him a chance. Unfortunately... He misunderstood! When Walter stepped out of the door, he left a word, "Nightkill, take care of it." "Yes." Nightkill nodded, "Take care on the road, Lord!" "Take care on the road, Lord!" Many Dragon Shrine warriors knelt down and shouted continuously, "Take care on the road, Lord." Dragon God. The eternal god in their hearts. Walter left, and Mylo, who had been kneeling on the ground, dared to get up. His forehead was full of sweat. At this moment, he finally understood how terrifying Walter was. Walter stood here. The breath emanated from Walter alone. Made him feel... Deep pressure! Like facing a real dragon? Not simple. Really not simple. At this moment, he could barely breathe. Nightkill smirked, his gaze locked on... Ernie! "What do you want to do?" Ernie asked. Witnessing Nightkill in this state sent shivers through Ernie's heart. Waves of the terror of death surged within him at this moment, and a cold sensation ran down his back. Nervous. Fearful! Various feelings emerged. Nightkill grinned, "Don't worry, I will make you beg for a quicker death!" "You..." Ernie was completely shocked, "The Lord said to spare me." "Shut up." Nightkill scolded, "When did the boss say that? You humiliated the Lord back then. Today, I will make you pay the price." "After tonight, there will be no mention of the Stewart family in the entire Greafank." Nightkill's words were low and made Ernie speechless. He understood. He was doomed! Outside the hotel... Walter, with a bit of anxiety, approached the vehicle. In his heart, he didn't know how to face Leila. Inside the car... Leila was originally full of worries. However, when Walter came out, she also froze, "He came out!" Through the car window... Both saw each other. Four eyes met! Each had a nervous yet hopeful feeling in their hearts. Walter clenched his fist, solidifying his resolve as he advanced towards the vehicle. There was no trace of hesitation as he opened the car door. Yet, contrary to his expectations, there was no overwhelming anger. No heart-wrenching scene unfolded. Leila sat upright, lightly biting her lip, and uttered two words, "Get in."