From Outcast to Overlord The Unyielding Heir (Leander Ashcroft) novel Chapter 535

As Potter knelt and bowed, the gesture spoke volumes: the entire Benjamin family was now prostrate at Leander's feet. The expressions of the allied families, those long at odds with the Benjamins, changed dramatically. They looked upon Leander as if he were a living god.

Almost in unison, these individuals rose to their feet. Though they didn't utter a word, every one of them fixed their gaze on Leander, their faces etched with profound reverence and respect.

They had come to the Benjamin family's banquet that night fully prepared for a decisive, do-or-die clash. But now, Leander, single-handedly, had shattered the powerful backing of the Benjamin family, even striking down the heir, Denzel, with a single touch.

To them, Leander was nothing less than their greatest benefactor. How could they not honor him?

Leander, however, offered no reaction to Potter's submission, remaining completely silent. The Benjamin family was, in his eyes, merely an ant colony—perhaps slightly stronger than others, but ultimately insignificant. He felt no need for their loyalty.

He walked slowly back to his previous seat, picked up a slice of mango from the fruit platter, and began to eat it as if nothing extraordinary had just occurred.

Maeve glided gracefully, her steps bringing her to Leander's side. She leaned against him and took his arm. This time, Leander didn't outright resist, though he did frown faintly.

Meanwhile, Zara and Liana, finally snapping out of their shock, stammered a question to Leander, "Are... Are you really our Chief Instructor?"

Though the answer was evident in their hearts, they couldn't help but ask for confirmation. The scene tonight had simply been too overwhelmingly shocking. Even as members of the Wyvern Blade, they had never witnessed such a confrontation between the world's absolute top-tier combatants, and Leander was the ultimate, transcendent power who stood victorious at the end.

"So, you finally figured out who I am?"

Leander took the shirt Celia handed him and slipped it on. He then glanced sideways at the two sisters, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Oh!"

Zara and Liana were instantly speechless. Liana, in particular, felt mortified. She had previously marched up to Leander, threatened him, and told him to stay away from Maeve, or she would deal with him. Thinking about it now, she wished the ground would swallow her whole.

Leander's casual movements were capable of destroying towns and toppling buildings; she was utterly insignificant compared to him.

Worse yet, she had proudly boasted to Leander that she was a member of the Southern Wyvern Blade, even instructing him to go look up what being a member of the Southern Wyvern Blade meant. Yet, Leander was the very man celebrated as the most powerful legend within their own Southern Wyvern Blade. She was utterly humiliated.

The two sisters remained silent. Leander finished his mango before speaking again, his voice flat. "It seems the caliber of the new recruits in the Southern Wyvern Blade isn't what it used to be. Hasn't Larry been training you properly?"

Beads of sweat began to prickle on the faces of Zara and Liana. They felt an overwhelming tension. Leander, in their eyes, was like a crushing mountain of gravity. Larry was the Southern Wyvern Blade's Deputy Instructor and still managed its operations. Leander, addressing him by his first name, showed he knew the organization inside and out.

"We apologize, Chief. We were blind to the truth!"

The two sisters finally lowered their heads in a bow of deep respect to Leander.

"Attention!"

Leander didn't accept their apology. He barked the command, and the two women instantly snapped their feet together, standing ramrod straight in a perfect military posture, utterly mute before him.

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