Chapter 1823
"Mr. Casey, this is hilarious! There's an old man over there claiming his tattered shoes are a divine artifact and even holding an open auction for them! I laughed so hard that my stomach hurts!"
"Interesting. Let's go take a look."
Casey, who had been bored out of his mind, immediately perked up upon hearing such an amusing tale. He swaggered toward the commotion with an air of arrogance.
"Move aside! Make way!"
His lackeys, as arrogant as ever, rudely shoved aside anyone in their path, acting as if they would knock down the entire crowd if necessary.
The people who were initially about to lash out instantly deflated like punctured balloons the moment they recognized Casey. They quickly stepped aside without protest.
Casey was none other than the fourth son of the Campo family in Shalda End, infamous for his cruelty and madness.
He relied on his family's power to commit all manner of atrocities—abducting women in broad daylight, viciously beating innocent civilians in the stree

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