With Hanzo cutting down that samurai in an instant, the rest were left deflated.

At that moment, they finally understood that their sacrifice was pointless. Their own bosses might find it hard to survive after tonight, so their families certainly wouldn't be compensated even if they died.

Yoshitaka was seething and stamping his feet, cursing, "Damn you, Yoshiyasu! You were my brother and most trusted, loyal confidante! All those years, he was following me around, always doing everything I say—his ashtray is there when I whip out my cigar, only for him to turn around and try to kill me now!"

Charlie simply laughed. "Have you not learned history? Amongst royals and elite circles like yours, how many brothers have truly stayed as brothers in the face of competition? It's not like you don't know how medieval princes immediately go up in arms when their father coughs a little strangely. So what if they all came from the same mother? When it comes to personal interest and a brother's deat