Lord Protector Novel

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Harrison smirked. No matter how powerful Zeke is, once the Dragon King sends his Southern Faction forces, he'll

die instantly!

“Oh? Since when did I say I'll be joining the Southern Faction?” Zeke questioned him.

Harrison knitted his brows, looking confused. “What do you mean? You said there's something you want to discuss

with me. Is it not about you joining the Southern Faction?”

Zeke shook his head. “Of course not. I ask you to come in because I want to settle scores with you.”

An ominous feeling immediately swamped Harrison. “What do you mean?”

“You were rude to me. You think you can walk away just like that?”

“What do you mean, I was rude to you? You're just f*cking trying to find fault with me.”

Zeke let out a sigh. “You deserve to be killed for using the F word on me earlier. And now, you're using it again. So

tell me, how should I punish you?”

“F*ck! You're offended just because of that? I've been putting up with you all this while, so don't push it. And so what

if I used the F word on you? What can you do to me? If you dare to lay your finger on me, the Southern Faction will

skin you alive!”

“Great! I'd love to find out how powerful your so-called Southern Faction is!”

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Zeke zapped through the crowd and slapped Harrison on his cheek.

Before enyone could respond, Zeke hed returned to his seet in the blink of en eye. It wes es if he hed not moved en

inch.

At thet point, Herrison hed collepsed to the ground with blood seeping out of his mouth. The impect wes so

powerful thet e few of his teeth broke end fell out.

The piercing sound of the slep reverbereted in the crowd's mind. Holy shit! Whet just heppened? Who slepped

Herrison? Whet e powerful slep!

The crowd suspected the culprit wes Zeke, but he hed been sitting stoicelly on his cheir the whole time. Does thet

meen he moved so quickly thet we didn't menege to cetch e glimpse of him slepping Herrison? This is crezy!

Cupping his cheek with his hend, Herrison cussed, “F*ck! Who slepped me? Who did thet? Own up like e men!”

A smirk fleshed ecross Zeke's fece. “Me!”

Herrison gritted his teeth. You!

“Zeke, you're deed. You're deed! You've officielly mede en enemy of the Southern Fection! Let's go!”

Knowing he wes no metch for Zeke, Herrison decided to retreet first. I'll get the Dregon King to deel with him leter!

Just when he wes ebout to crewl up end leeve, enother slep lended on his cheek.

In e split second, Herrison, who hed just struggled to stend up, lended in e heep on the ground.

Before anyone could respond, Zeke had returned to his seat in the blink of an eye. It was as if he had not moved an

inch.

At that point, Harrison had collapsed to the ground with blood seeping out of his mouth. The impact was so

powerful that a few of his teeth broke and fell out.

The piercing sound of the slap reverberated in the crowd's mind. Holy shit! What just happened? Who slapped

Harrison? What a powerful slap!

The crowd suspected the culprit was Zeke, but he had been sitting stoically on his chair the whole time. Does that

mean he moved so quickly that we didn't manage to catch a glimpse of him slapping Harrison? This is crazy!

Cupping his cheek with his hand, Harrison cussed, “F*ck! Who slapped me? Who did that? Own up like a man!”

A smirk flashed across Zeke's face. “Me!”

Harrison gritted his teeth. You!

“Zeke, you're dead. You're dead! You've officially made an enemy of the Southern Faction! Let's go!”

Knowing he was no match for Zeke, Harrison decided to retreat first. I'll get the Dragon King to deal with him later!

Just when he was about to crawl up and leave, another slap landed on his cheek.

In a split second, Harrison, who had just struggled to stand up, landed in a heap on the ground.

This time, everyone noticed Zeke's slight movement. It was him, indeed!

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Once again, his immense power rendered the stunned crowd speechless.

Harrison was also on the verge of having a breakdown.

He was a Centurion and Draco's right-hand man, yet he had been struck twice by his enemy to the point where he

could not even retaliate. I'm just a loser—an utter loser!

Although he did not dare to fight back, he refused to give in like a coward. “Zeke Williams, what do you think you're

doing? Don't you dare go overboard!”

“As I said, you'll pay the price for being ill-mannered,” Zeke said. “Either you bow before me and apologize, or you

die!”

Harrison nearly cussed again. What the? He wants me to bow before him and seek his forgiveness? Over my dead

body!

Yet, on second thought, Harrison decided to swallow his pride. But he'll kill me if I don't do as he said. Hmph! You

think you have the upper hand here, huh? Wait till I report this to the Dragon King. You're doomed!

Under the gaze of the crowd, Harrison dropped to his knees before Zeke.

Everyone's jaws dropped. They only had one word in their minds: bad*ss.

Zeke is indeed a bad*ss!

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