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Chapter 1759
Still, Matthew wore a calm expression on his face. He patiently waited for the laughter of the crowd to die down
before he looked at the families from Eastshire.
"You have one minute to get lost. You can all kneel outside and wait for your punishment for all | care. After the
minute is over, I'm afraid none of you will be able to escape," growled Matthew. The families exchanged looks
with each other before bursting into another round of laughter.
Among those laughing were the Paddock Family. They were the latest addition to the Ten Greatest Families of
Eastshire.
While they were in the process of joining the ranks of the Ten Greatest Families, many of them sought to curry
favor with Matthew. After their admission into the Ten Greatest Families, they continued to be respectful toward
him.
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However, the Paddocks were the first to defect to Macon's side when the Ten Greatest Families of Stonedale
attacked Eastshire.
It was the Paddocks who led the ambush on Tiger.
At this point, it was clear that Levin had grown arrogant. He pointed at Matthew and chortled, "Are you blind or
dumb? Don't you see the situation right now? All of Eastshire's best fighters are assembled in this room. What
hope do you have of fighting us? You're giving us a minute to get lost? You and whose army? Here's a better
idea. Why don't you kneel outside and wait nicely for your daughter-in-law to finish marrying the head of the
Rathbones? Then, maybe I'll put in a good word on your behalf. How does that sound?"
The whole hall burst into raucous laughter once again. It was clear that they were full of contempt for Matthew.
Yet, Matthew did not deem it necessary to reply. Instead, he peeked at his watch.
Instantly, he lifted his head and casually announced, "One minute's up. If you're not going to leave by
yourselves, then I'm afraid you're all stuck with me. Master Tiger, remember every last scoundrel here. Everyone
who cto this wedding must die, and nobody in their families will be allowed to survive."
Master Tiger nodded solemnly. "Very well."
Once again, the Paddocks began chortling among themselves.
"Oh, Matthew. It seems that you're neither stupid nor blind. You're mad! Has the shock fried your brains? You
want to see us dead? You'll make sure our families will be wiped out? Hey, *sshole, do you still think you're in
charge? You talk about killing us as if you have our permission!" shouted Levin. He wore a smug look that
reminded one of a loathsfox.
However, Matthew grinned coldly. "I feel sorry for you."
Levin froze for a moment. Then, he barked, "Are you f*cking crazy? How dare you feel sorry for me! Maybe you
should feel sorry for yourself! Master Rathbone, don't you worry. I'll take out the trash right now." Waving his
hands, Levin hollered, "Get these *ssholes out of my sight!"
Immediately, many of the other Eastshire families responded enthusiastically to his call. Their minions rushed
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While there were many people on Tiger's side, most of them were disciples that he had previously taken under
his wing. To be frank, most of these disciples were not exceptionally great fighters.
On the other hand, the fighters from the Ten Greatest Families had dedicated their lives to practicing martial
arts; they were creatures of combat.
If a brawl broke out, Tiger's men stood no chance at all!
Folding his arms, Macon anticipated the coming violence with cold glee.
The cherry on top of this sundae was that he did not even have to lift a finger. Instead, Eastshire's own families
would help him deal with this rabble. As a result, that would make his prestige in the region soar even higher.
As the opposing camps were about to clash, a group of people stormed through the door.
Heading these newcomers was a man who bellowed, "Mr. Larson, Prince sent us for backup! We'll do anything
you want. Just say the word!"