Soon, chaos erupted throughout the town. People who lived in the wastelands meant nothing to a behemoth like the Ludendorff family. In the eyes of someone like Marshall, these lowlifes were not even worth as much as livestock.

After all, animals still had value for breeding or slaughter. However, these peasants were like weeds by the roadside, trampled at will, and completely useless.

"Stop! You monsters, stop right now!" The moment he returned to town, Louie exploded in rage.

However, when he saw the Ludendorff warriors and the rows of massive off-road vehicles, his heart sank.

He recognized the emblem on the vehicles. The roaring lion was the symbol of the Ludendorff family, the kings of the wastelands.

In the Outlands, this mark was the nightmare of countless people.

Marshall waved his hand and ordered his men to step back. Only when Louie walked forward, trembling, did Marshall raise an eyebrow and ask, "You are the one in charge here?"

Louie took off his hat and replied w