At this moment, the so-called marriage ceremony of the Black Mountain Tribe had already begun. Alice Moore, not knowing what kind of poison she had been given, looked weak and frail. Even so, they were still not at ease—her hands were tied, and two young women were supporting her.

Below, people gathered in groups of three or five, pointing and laughing at them from time to time. Edward Strong looked especially smug and pleased with himself.

"First bow to the heavens..."

An elderly man was acting as the master of ceremonies, giving orders in a commanding voice.

Just as the two young women were about to force Alice Moore to bow—

Suddenly, a dramatic change occurred!

Courting death!

A furious shout came from outside the door. With the shout, a long spear shot toward Edward Strong like a bolt of lightning.

Chapter 7: Kill!

Boom!

With a thunderous crash, the spear embedded itself straight into the wall of the hall, leaving only a small section of the tail exposed outside. Cracks spread out from the impact like a spider web, making a cracking sound.

At the very instant the spear flew in, the previously triumphant Edward Strong was already scared stiff. Fortunately, the old man beside him reacted quickly and pushed him aside, allowing him to narrowly escape certain death.

Wow!

The sudden appearance of the spear threw the crowd into an uproar. In the blink of an eye, the once lively hall became so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Charles Bennett stepped into the hall, appearing before the people of the Black Mountain Tribe in a completely unexpected way, descending upon them with a wild and domineering presence that shocked everyone. For a moment, no one could react.

"Big Brother Bennett, you..."

In the chaos, the veil on Alice Moore's head had somehow fallen to the ground. She, who had already lost all hope, never expected that in her moment of despair, Charles Bennett would appear before her like a dream.

"Who are you to be so bold?"

Alice Moore's words snapped everyone back to their senses. Several guards rushed in from outside and surrounded him, taking up a defensive stance as if facing a great enemy, ready to capture Charles Bennett.

"Charles Bennett—oh, I should call you Chief Charles Bennett now. Today is my Big Brother's joyous day of taking a concubine. Are you here to congratulate my Big Brother? Heh heh! But your way of doing it is a bit off, isn't it?"

After a moment, a figure stood up, waved his hand to dismiss the guards surrounding Charles Bennett, and spoke to him from the center of the crowd, his tone full of mockery.

This man was none other than Edward Strong's younger brother, Lily Strong. Charles Bennett's appearance was clearly unexpected to him. However, in his view, even with Charles Bennett here, nothing would change. In the end, the Guyuan Tribe would have to swallow their anger and even put on a show of celebration. His arrival was nothing but self-humiliation, a joke for everyone to laugh at.

As for the Black Mountain Tribe's chief, Robert Strong, he was not present. At this moment, he was in the backyard discussing something with the Grand Elder of the Withered Wood Tribe.

Ignoring everyone else, Charles Bennett strode toward Alice Moore, as if the people of the Black Mountain Tribe were nothing more than pebbles by the roadside, unworthy of his attention.

"Charles Bennett, you... How dare you cause trouble in my Black Mountain Tribe? You should take a good look at yourself and see what you really are."

Seeing that Charles Bennett was not begging for mercy as he had expected, and was completely disregarding him, a flash of anger appeared in Lily Strong's eyes.

"Charles Bennett, do you still think your dead old man can protect you? I advise you not to do anything foolish."

"That's right, Chief Bennett, a wise man submits to circumstances. Don't be reckless."

...

The people below, seeing Charles Bennett's attitude, immediately began to shout, each one looking at him mockingly, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

In their eyes, every move Charles Bennett made was just impulsive. Alice Moore was still doomed to become someone else's plaything. After all, the Black Mountain Tribe was now at the height of its power, and Charles Bennett could only submit to their tyranny and beg for mercy on his knees.

"Big Brother Bennett, you must leave... go!"

Looking at Charles Bennett, who had barged in alone, Alice Moore didn't care about her own predicament, but was worried about how he would escape after recklessly entering the Black Mountain Tribe.

Seeing that the usually silent Alice Moore spoke up only out of concern for Charles Bennett, Edward Strong, who had just escaped death and was still shaken, had a flash of venom in his eyes, which had previously been filled with naked possessiveness.

Ever since Alice Moore was abducted to the Black Mountain Tribe, she had refused to eat or speak. To prevent her from escaping or seeking death, Edward Strong had forcibly fed her a bone-softening powder. After taking this drug, her whole body would become as soft as mud. He also arranged for two maids to watch her closely.

The more Alice Moore worried about Charles Bennett's safety, the more Edward Strong wanted to kill Charles Bennett.

"Bitch, the more you care about him, the more I want to make him wish he were dead right in front of you. Heh heh."

"Charles Bennett, I heard you and Alice Moore grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Now, as the young chief, I'll give you a chance: kneel and beg me. Maybe, after I'm tired of this bitch, I'll give her back to you. Hahaha..."

Not only that, but everyone present also joined in, laughing loudly, a thick sense of mockery filling the air, as if they could already see Charles Bennett being humiliated.

Charles Bennett's eyes turned icy cold. In the next moment, he raised his hand, the wind following his palm, and struck fiercely toward Edward Strong.

"You dare—"