Chapter 211

Deacon was famous across Sundara. He had countless mercenaries under his command, with his influence stretching across several states. He was the kind of man most people wouldn't dare to provoke. Every time Marshall wanted to fleece a rich client, he would pay a hefty sum to hire Deacon to back him up. It was practically a perfect plan. Lucius looked over at Deacon, who measured Lucius with curious amusement. Keane, Silas, and the rest of the bodyguards kept still with their eyes lowered, showing no reaction at all. In Marshall's eyes, these men who looked so capable just moments ago must be intimidated by Deacon. He barked out smugly from the side, "Deacon, take off one of his arms for me." He needed to make Lucius pay for burning his head with a cigar. Deacon sounded unsure as he asked, "What did you say? I didn't hear you." Marshall said louder, "I said, I want one of his arms crippled." Deacon asked, "Which one?" "The right one." The moment Marshall said that, Deacon w