Grand Viper nodded with satisfaction. "You're far stronger than White Viper ever was. That much, I'm not worried about. Go on—handle the second task first, then move on to the first!"

Black Viper did not question the order. "Yes, sir!"

As Black Viper left, Rafael could not hold back anymore. "Grand Viper, how could you send him to deal with the Wrights first? Your personal grudge can wait—what matters now is recovering the map fragment!"

Grand Viper shot him a cold glance, flashing a smile that did not reach his eyes. He asked, "Mr. Driscoll, are you saying your mission is more important than my reputation?"

Rafael froze, lips pressed tight, and let out a low scoff. He dared not argue further since this snake-wielding lunatic was a martial king with terrifying killing power. Hence, it was best not to push his luck.

…

Meanwhile, over at the Wrights' estate, the atmosphere was no better—pure rage gripped every corner of the house.

"Five of our men were slaughtered!" roared