Page 207 of Savage Throne

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Page 207 of Savage Throne

“If Leo has something up in the tree then the battle is disqualified or at the bare minimum we can all go out there and fight him—”

“Calm down.”

“I won’t.” I looked back at the chaos unfolding.

Blood, dead black crows, and white blossoms rained down.

This is so fucked up.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away, even though I wanted to scream.

Lei climbed higher, yet somehow still held Soaring Precious.

Above him, Leo moved with unnatural grace as his laughter echoed down like a twisted hymn.

I wish I had my fucking guns. I would shoot his bitch ass in the head.

At least, Lei didn’t hesitate with getting up to him. As he climbed higher, I could barely see him through the black mass of crows, white blossoms, and leaves.

The tree leaned to the right.

Behind me, Aunt Min yelled at Song. “This is wrong and you know it!”

Song grumbled. “If Lei will rule, he will need to be prepared for—”

“If hewillrule? He has been ruling all these years!” Aunt Suzi sounded like she was close to slapping him.

Song sighed. “Lei has been ruling with Leo and me watching his back.”

Aunt Min raised her voice. “Why did Leo lead Lei to the tree?”

“Tell us!” Aunt Suzi added.

Song sighed. “I don’t know. That wasn’t the plan.”

“You fucking bastard. All of your life, instead of trying to be a good man, Song, you’ve only focused on being a good lackey for our brother,” Aunt Min hissed. She quickly stood up, and screamed at the area, “Be careful, Lei! Get him out of that tree!”

Did he hear her?

My body strained forward, desperate to move but held back by Duck and Chen’s arms.

I kept my voice low. “Let me go.”

Duck’s voice was tight. “Stay still.”

“This is bullshit.” I yanked my arm to the right. “You don’t need to hold me.”

Duck winked. “Perhaps, I like holding you.”

I rolled my eyes and twisted.

Chen scowled. “Stop struggling. Lei needs to focus.”

Focus?

How could Lei focus when he was up there fighting his father, surrounded by chaos and blood?

How could they expect me to sit still and do nothing when every second could be his last?