Brickman hurriedly ran away from the Siegfried Mansion, fearing Solordo's monstrous strength.
"Damn those brats. How come they're so powerful?!"
It didn't matter now if the brothers would remain intact after this incident. He only wanted to survive and live his life away from all troubles. Unfortunately, that wish of his would never be bound to happen.
"Hey, hey. What's this?!", a mocking tone resounded in the distance.
Three warriors dressed in armor walked out, holding their bloodied weapons as they glared at Brickman's sorry figure.
"Aren't you Brickman of the Six Cold-Blooded Brothers? What the hell are you doing here in the middle of nowhere?!", asked one of them.
"Hey, haven't you heard? The Siegfried family hired these goons under their wing."
"Don't tell me… We're going to kill him now!"
Hatred flared in their enraged eyes. Anyone involved with the Siegfried Clan was bound to die today.
