Chapter 1483

It was the first time Zion pulled a double-cross on Liam. But Liam didn't hold any grudges toward Zion. Everyone craved the chance to rise. He had always assumed Zion felt the same way. In the end, Jeffrey had allowed him to stay. As he envisioned himself standing behind an influential figure, wearing the uniform of a bodyguard, he realized just how naïve he had been. What Jeffrey wanted wasn't just ordinary bodyguards. He wanted someone who could deal with any lingering threats—someone who could get their hands dirty. Jeffrey had handpicked every child from the slums. He locked them all in a dark, windowless dungeon, forcing them through brutal training every day. There wasn't a part of Liam's body that didn't ache during those days. Zion tossed him the only medicine he had for wounds. Nearby, Hector muttered coldly, "Don't bother with him. He insisted on coming, even though we told him not to. He's practically asking for death." Asking for death? Back then, Liam thought