Chapter 48

The chief editor of the Daily Highlights didn’t even acknowledge the questioning, but after pondering his metaphor for a moment, Leon stared at the soul before him, filled with arrogance and reeking of decay, and responded expressionlessly:

“Compared to bones, merchants are more like bacteria in the intestines; they’re somewhat beneficial when growing normally, but if left unchecked, they might rot the entire intestine.

As for the royal family and nobility… They’re less like vital organs without which one would die, and more like lice in one’s underwear. Once they’ve sucked enough blood to cause pain, the next second they’ll be grabbed and crushed!”

Crush the royal family and nobility? !!!!

After hearing Leon’s response, the chief editor of the Daily Highlights couldn’t help but shudder all over. His formerly arrogant eyes widened instantly to their limit!

How could this guy… Ah!!! No wonder he dared to expose such matters! He must be a rebel! One of those rabble-rousers deliberately inciting rebellion!!!

“Someone!!!”

With a series of thuds as he retreated several steps until he reached the partition of the booth, the chief editor of the Daily Highlights screamed pitifully with panic all over his face: “Catch him! He’s the rebel who previously attempted to assassinate the princess! He wants… Ah!!!”

Swinging the folder in his hand with full force, he struck the chief editor of the Daily Highlights hard across the face. Watching this trash who was about to falsely accuse him, Leon, who had been holding back for far too long, felt an intense surge of rage rise within him.

Because his face was covered by a black veil, he didn’t have to worry about exposing his identity affecting his family. Despite wearing several layers of coats, Leon had never felt so “light-hearted.” The blood flowing through his veins burned hot.

“Rebel? Didn’t you call me a hair?”

Accompanied by a voice filled with satisfaction, the fist clenched white with effort suddenly swung out, smashing heavily into the chief editor’s face. With a crisp crack, this punch not only broke the wooden slats but also smashed his head into the partition of the booth.

“Don’t you want me, this strand of hair, to shut up?”

Leon, whose knuckles were cut by the broken teeth of the other party, creating two large bloody gashes, seemed completely unaware of the pain. Swinging his bloodied fist again, he punched hard, knocking the chief editor’s nose askew with a loud bang, forcing him awake despite rolling his eyes.

“Why don’t you pluck me then?”

Gripping both sides of the table with his hands, he delivered a powerful kick to the chest of the chief editor, leaving a muddy footprint on the pristine silk handkerchief. After kicking the man directly to the other side of the partition, Leon took a deep breath and, before the security guards could pounce on him, grabbed the cold sheep horn from the shopping bag.

“It’s your turn.”

Having fully activated the true power of the Demon Horn, Leon thoroughly aroused the evil thoughts at the bottom of the hearts of more than ten security guards, wrapping them all around the chief editor and twisting them into a tight knot. Lifting his still bleeding right hand, he shoved aside the guard whose pupils were rapidly filling with blood and walked out of the restaurant without looking back.

“Hit him well!”

…

“You’ve finally taken this step, kid!”

After licking a hole in the shopping bag with his tongue, the Black Goat couldn’t contain his excitement upon seeing the chaos behind the restaurant and hearing the screams that reached the street. He praised Leon repeatedly:

“Listen to me! Next time you want to kill someone, remember to wrap these evil thoughts separately, letting a dozen people beat one person. Even without weapons, you can definitely kill him on the spot!”

“Hey! Kid! I’m teaching you how to use it, and you should thank my generosity properly! Speak up! Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Ignoring the overly excited Black Goat, Leon tore off a relatively clean piece of cloth from his body and hastily wrapped his injured right hand. Then, with a file folder stained with blood in hand, he looked toward the trash can on the side of the street with a complicated gaze.

After initially obtaining a stack of old newspapers, he reviewed all their recent news topics. In the end, he selected three: the Daily Highlights, the Royal Post, and the Capital Evening News.

The people from the Royal Post didn’t even bother to acknowledge him, showing utter disdain for the handwritten summaries of materials. After glancing at the titles, they didn’t even flip through them before ordering him to leave.

As for the junior editor from the Capital Evening News, after being invited out, he trembled uncontrollably just by reading the names of the involved families, didn’t even pay for the coffee, and ran away immediately.

The chief editor of the Daily Highlights refused to publish the news, and even tried to deceive him into returning the evidence to destroy it! Accusing him of being a thief and a rebel who attempted to assassinate the princess! If even these three newspapers, which were considered “daring to speak,” wouldn’t accept these evidences and write reports to expose the matter, what difference was there between the materials he had taken from Chaer Water Power Corporation and the waste paper in the trash can? Hmm… wait! Chaer Water Power Corporation! Chaer! Upon thinking of this name, Leon suddenly realized that he had been stuck in a rut, only thinking about handling things himself and forgetting about Chal Department Store!

An enemy’s enemy is a friend! It’s no surprise that offering these documents everywhere led to repeated failures. However, if he handed them over to Chal Department Store, that wealthy tycoon sharing the same name as the old man at the coffee stall would surely seize the opportunity and unleash his power to strike back fiercely! How stupid I am!

Punching his left hand in frustration, Leon shifted his gaze from the trash can on the side of the street and decided to try Chal Department Store once more.

Not a single mistake in content found in 69 Book Bar!

After checking the time and realizing it wasn’t enough, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the platform a few hundred meters away, waving at the Steam Carriages waiting for passengers.

“Rent a carriage! One passenger!”

“Alright!”

Seeing business come his way, the bored carriage driver perked up, crushing the cigarette he was smoking and tucking it behind his ear before happily approaching.

But upon driving the carriage closer and seeing Leon’s attire, the driver’s cheerful smile instantly disappeared. As he reached for the cigarette behind his ear, he lazily leaned back against the seat, raising his eyebrows and quoting,

“Four-person sightseeing carriage, one copper wheel for two kilometers, two copper wheels for five kilometers, one kilometer one copper wheel beyond five kilometers, minimum charge two kilometers. Will you take it or not?”

“Yes!”

After calculating the approximate distance, Leon nodded with great reluctance, biting his teeth, stepping on the passenger step, and crouching into the steam carriage.

“Headquarters of Chal Department Store! As soon as possible!”

(End of Chapter)