Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1680
Emmanuel smirked, finding this place quite suitable for him.
As he approached the building, about 800 yards away, he caught whiffs of a
foul odor, likely from decomposing bodies used as natural fertilizer.
At that, he grew even more concerned for Mackenzie. How could his
pregnant wife live in such an environment?!
“Hey, you trying to get yourself killed?!”
As Emmanuel was about to push the door open, someone working nearby
suddenly exclaimed, “It’s working hours. Only representatives of the Black
Wolf Team are allowed in there!”
Seeing their panicked expressions, Emmanuel knew there would be severe
consequences for breaking the rules. Unfortunately, he wasn’t here to follow
the rules; he was here to break them.
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Emmanuel didn’t hesitate as he pushed the heavy door open, and the people
around instantly paled. They hadn’t expected a newcomer who didn’t know
his place.
Amid their panicked gazes, Emmanuel strode into the building.
Inside were some crude stone bedrooms. Although they were run–down,

there was no strange smell, indicating they were lodgings for lower–status
individuals.
As he continued further in, the rooms became larger. At the innermost part
was a large room, likely the headquarters of the Black Wolf Team. With that,
Emmanuel pushed the door open without hesitation!
Inside were only four people, and they were stunned to see Emmanuel
barging in recklessly. After so many years, another foolhardy newcomer had
appeared, daring to intrude into the Black Wolf Team headquarters.
Emmanuel ignored their expressions and instead surveyed the surroundings.
To be honest, he was a little disappointed. Although the room was luxurious
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and well–lit, indicating it was reserved for the elite of the island, it seemed
that the Black Wolf representatives weren’t the ones who made the rules
here–they were just participants.
“Hey, who the f*ck are you? Who gave you permission to come in?” A hostile
voice came from behind.
Emmanuel turned around, and a shadow suddenly appeared before him,
grabbing his collar.
Fast! Emmanuel inwardly marveled, but he remained unfazed.

The man had semi–long hair styled like a hedgehog, strange markings on his
face, and a smile that carried a hint of mischief, though his malice wasn’t
particularly strong.
“Dare to act cool in front of me, ay? If you don’t speak in three seconds, I’ll
sen
you on your way and use your corpse as fertilizer!” The
hedgehog–haired man raised his palm, issuing a cold threat. But Emmanuel
had no intention of responding, for he knew that sometimes fists spoke
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louder than words and were more effective in a place like this.
“You asked for it, you son of a b*tch!” The hedgehog–haired man was
thoroughly provoked by Emmanuel’s attitude. He immediately struck, but
Emmanuel felt something was off about his moves. Though they seemed
powerful, they lacked real force!
Emmanuel effortlessly dodged, surprising the hedgehog–haired man. No
wonder this guy is so arrogant. Turns out he has some skills!
The others in the room also watched with surprise and curiosity.
“D*mn it. Eat my fists!” The hedgehog–haired man continued his attacks, but
Emmanuel easily evaded them. Frustrated, the man suddenly muttered

something under his breath and raised his hand again, this time conjuring
flames.
What the heck?! Emmanuel finally turned serious. Even though he had
participated in the Nuthana Grand Martial Showdown and faced many
strong opponents on the battlefield, he had never seen someone produce
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flames bare–handed. Had he crossed over into a fantasy world?!
No! Emmanuel refused to believe in such supernatural occurrences. He
believed there must be some hidden mechanism at play here.
“TriSec, stop! Do you want to burn down our headquarters?”
Just then, a woman entered from the main door, shouting loudly. TriSec
reluctantly stopped, glaring at Emmanuel before grumbling, “Consider
yourself lucky!”
Emmanuel finally had a chance to size up the woman who had just entered.
She was about the same age as Beatrix, not particularly beautiful, but
compared to the others on the island, she appeared quite clean, especially
her large, clear eyes.
“I’m Aqua. Are you new here?” The big–eyed woman extended her hand
toward Emmanuel.