From Outcast to Overlord The Unyielding Heir (Leander Ashcroft) novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344 The Brothers‘ Pact

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“sshole!” Tycen slammed his fist into the floor. The tiles exploded beneath his hand, and a web of cracks shot outward. Still, nobody in the bar–not even the owner in the suit -dared so much as blink.

With Tycen’s name and reputation, he could have levelled the whole place, and people would’ve swallowed it. The owner didn’t even dare complain about a few broken tiles.

Anger boiled behind Tycen’s eyes. Ever since he rose to fame in Highcliffe, he had never felt this humiliated.

Up against Leander, Ethan, and Daphne, he hadn’t dared lift a hand. All he could do was stand there and watch as Leander threw down his threat and walked away without a care.

For Tycen, it was the deepest humiliation of his life.

“Mr. Tycen!” Rodrick patted his shoulder. “Don’t take it so hard. I’ve been on the losing end of Leander’s hand since we were kids. Back then in Highcliffe, nobody topped him. Even Ethan and Daphne were behind him.”

Rodrick’s meaning was clear: Leander was untouchable, even for Ethan and Daphne. It made Tycen’s failure feel normal, at least in Rodrick’s eyes.

“You’re saying I’m beneath Leander?” Tycen’s eyes snapped. His murderous intent flared so hard that Rodrick took a step back.

Tycen fixed him with a cold stare. “Those Highcliffe legends are history. If Leander outshone us

that was then–not now. He’s just a regular man with no cultivation. Take away the Ashcroft Family halo, and he’s nothing.

once,

“If Ethan and Daphne hadn’t stepped in, I would have taken him down in one move. Relying on Ethan and Daphne to bully people into respect–that’s cowardice, pure and simple.”

He spat the words out. “Next time they aren’t there, I’ll show him what the young generation of Highcliffe can really do.”

Tycen’s tone came out cold, the kind that cut straight through the air. He still couldn’t shake off the sting of failing to bring Leander down, and the frustration gnawed at him.

Tycen had already sensed something when he made his move against Leander. Yet Leander didn’t dodge and even flinch. His body stayed perfectly calm, not a trace of inner strength stirring in him.

He looked for all the world like an ordinary man–nothing like the way Teion once described him, as the rising star of Highcliffe’s younger generation. The two images didn’t match at all.

Rodrick, hearing this, felt a flicker of surprise.

Back in the day, Leander’s cultivation had been stronger than both Ethan’s and Daphne’s. He was the kind of guy who could slam Rodrick to the ground and beat him without breaking a sweat. But tonight, he hadn’t lifted a hand once.

He even needed Ethan and Daphne to shield him–nothing like the Leander that Rodrick remembered.

Eira’s gaze swept over the men, her eyes cold. Only when she thought about the version of Leander she despised did her expression shift the slightest bit.

Leander… the b*stard. Turns out he’s not dead after all. And now, he shows up again.

The thought curled her lips into a strange smile.

Looks like Highcliffe’s about to get a lot more interesting. And Leander–there’s no way he’ll ever slip out of my grasp.

With that, she tossed her head high and strode out of the bar, not sparing Tycen or Rodrick another glance.

Tm fine Leander brushed it off with a faint smile, glancing at them both. “But what about you two? What brought you here all of a sudden?”

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