I’m Someone Else

But isn’t Thomas the enemy of our family? So, why would Dad want to give him a gift on his special day? Reuben couldn’t
understand what his father was actually getting at as he expressed his dissatisfaction, grumbling, “Dad, don’t tell me you actually
want to seek peace with Thomas! Have you forgotten that he was the one who had severely injured Gunnar?!”
“What the hell do you know?!” Abel glared at his son and added, “I will give him a coffin on the day he holds the Clifford Family’s
founding ceremony!”
“I see! So, that’s what it is! Excellent idea, Dad!” Reuben smiled, finally apprehending what his father meant at last. There’s no
doubt it will spoil Thomas’ good mood if he sees the coffin on his special day!
“I will have it arranged right away, then!” Reuben got up and left to instruct someone to get the things ready.
“Thomas, one year is too long for me! I’m sorry, but I fear I can’t wait any longer, for I wish for your death, here and now!” A
bloodthirsty gleam flashed across Abel’s eyes as he spoke. He had initially planned to kill Thomas to avenge the insult he had
hurled at the Flynns in the Ancient Martial Arts Family Ranking Competition, which would take place a year later. Nonetheless,
the more he thought about it, the more he lost his confidence. Thomas is only 25 years old, yet he already possesses such
terrifying strength. I couldn’t even kill him with a single punch the other day. If I allow him to nurture his strength, he will certainly
be a thorn in my side, especially after he boldly stated that he would massacre the Flynn Family a year later at the Travis
Residence that day. That is precisely why I can’t help but feel unprecedented pressure to eliminate him once and for all. There is
no way an ordinary 25-year-old young man can possess such a regal aura. Given such circumstances, I shall act first and kill
him while he has yet to grow into his power!
After a few minutes, Reuben walked in and reported with a grin on his face, “Dad, I have passed the order to Jax. He will have
someone deliver the coffin to Thomas on the day he holds the ceremony. Also, the four important guests have arrived.”
“Well, don’t just stand there! Hurry up and bring them in!” Then, Abel swiftly rose to his feet and looked in the front door’s
direction.
Reuben turned around and rushed out. A minute later, he entered with four men whose faces were full of scars. It was so ghastly
that not even one part of these men’s faces was in good condition. Their appearances were so menacing that it would make a
child weep in terror if they saw their faces. Furthermore, the four of them exuded a murderous aura. Coupled with their grisly
looks, they actually sent a chill down one’s spine.
“Gentlemen, I have heard a great deal about you. Please take a seat!” Abel greeted them with a professional smile.

With that, the four sat on the couch while Reuben personally poured them tea.
Then, the leader of the four asked, “Old Mr. Flynn, what is your purpose in asking us to make this trip here?”
“Here. Take a look at this information.” Abel took out a stack of documents that he had long prepared for this meeting and
respectfully handed them to the four men.
They immediately picked up the document file and started browsing through the information. After a while, all four had puzzled
expressions as they wondered about the likelihood of this matter. “Old Mr. Flynn, please tell us if we’re arriving at the wrong
conclusions here. You want us to kill this guy named Thomas Clifford?” Since they were well aware of the Flynn Family’s
strength, they firmly believed that no one in Capitalis dared to pick on the bunch of crazies. Not to mention, the Flynn Family had
the hidden sect as their backer. It could be said that the Flynn Family had the power to easily strike terror in Droycore with a flick
of their finger. It was precisely because of that reason that the four of them were in a state of disbelief that Abel would seek their
help in killing a man.
“That’s right!” Abel smiled and it was not a pretty smile. These four are highly influential in their field. They are famous for making
a living by helping their clients hunt down and kill their enemies. Although they aren’t on the World Assassin Ranking’s list, no
one dares to underestimate their strength, for they have never failed a mission since their debut.
The four of them looked at each other upon hearing his confirmation. Since Abel was the one who reached out to them, they
honestly weren’t interested in probing further as to why the Flynns had decided to seek their help instead of carrying out the
assassination themselves. For them, the profit was enough of a reason to take on this mission.
Thus, their leader said, “Okay, Old Mr. Flynn. We agree to take this mission, but what are your conditions?”
“How many days do you need to kill the target?”
Once again, the four looked at each other. “Three days is more than enough,” the leader stated confidently.
Abel waved his hand as he added, “Actually, I don’t mind you guys taking more time. All I demand is that you execute this task
efficiently. Ensure that no one can trace this back to the Flynn Family.” It didn’t matter how he disdained Thomas, he still had to
pay attention to Thomas’ connections. Kyrie, Quincy, John, and Samuel; each of them is a bad*ss! If they ever find out that I
have sent someone to assassinate Thomas, they will definitely come straight at me in person to avenge him, even if he dies. Of
course, I don’t fear them. Still, it’s always good to avoid unnecessary troubles.
“Don’t worry, Old Mr. Flynn. We have always been efficient in our mission.”

“Brilliant!” Abel slapped his thigh, feeling satisfied with the answer. Then, he took out a pin-protected bank card and slid it in front
of the four men. The card held 1 billion Droylers and not a penny less. Frankly, if it were any other families, they might not be
able to take out such a large sum of money so easily.
As renowned assassins, the remuneration these four men charged was also astronomical. To use their service, the lowest fee
one had to pay was 560 million. Still, since they were dealing with Abel, they didn’t bother beating around the bush and charged
him 1.6 billion. Even so, this amount was simply a drop in the ocean for the Flynn Family. The 1 billion in the card was merely a
deposit and they would be receiving their full payment as long as they succeed in their task. In these four men’s minds, they
figured that this 1.6 billion was already in the bag.
In addition, rumor had it that these four men scarred their faces while executing their mission. Among them, the ancient martial
arts skill of the weakest member was Yellow Tier Eight, whereas the strongest had reached Profound Tier One. Hence, in Abel’s
opinion, the four of them were more than capable of defeating Thomas.
Moreover, they were the type who would achieve their goals by any means necessary. They would commit all manner of crimes
like assassination, poisoning, and instigating car crashes just so they could get the job done. Due to their cruel approaches, they
were nicknamed the Four Ghost-Faced Demigods of War.
The Four Ghost-Faced Demigods of War left the Flynn Residence with Abel’s bank card and the stack of documents. They
needed to rush to Irieson that very night in order to prepare for Thomas’ assassination.
A bad feeling faintly emerged in Reuben’s heart as he watched the back silhouettes of the four leaving the Flynn Residence.
“Dad, are you confident that the Four Ghost-Faced Demigods of War can actually kill Thomas?” Somehow, he constantly had a
feeling that Thomas seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mystery, which made it difficult for one to gauge his true abilities.
Abel pursed his lips as he replied, “Of course, I am! The Four Ghost-Faced Demigods of War has never failed. Now, all we have
to do is wait for the good news!”
One could state that Abel gambled at high stakes in order to kill Thomas. 1.6 billion Droylers was really no small amount, yet he
spent it all without blinking an eye. Regardless, if the Four Ghost-Faced Demigods of War failed to kill Thomas after all that...
Well, Abel surely would choke with resentment.
As the moon fell and the sun rose, Sean drove his Cherokee to the Northpine Villa and waited at the gate early the next morning.
Although Thomas’ Maserati was a good ride, it was too small to fit in all their luggage.

After they stuffed all the belongings Olivia had packed into Sean’s Cherokee, Thomas drove her and Ophelie as he followed the
Cherokee and left the Northpine Villa area.
The villa, which the Morton Family had given to Thomas, was one that John had carefully picked out. It was located on the
borderland of Irieson, and not only was it near a mountain and a river, but it was also exceptionally tranquil. It was a place highly
suitable for martial arts practitioners to cultivate themselves.
Since the villa was built on a mountain slope, it resembled an ancient castle in the clouds when viewed from a distance in the
early morning. For that reason, John named this villa Serenity Clouds Villa and explained, “Serenity Clouds Villa has to be gifted
to someone with soaring ambition, and Thomas fits the bill.”
Rockeries, a gazebo, and an artificial lake came into sight as soon as the car drove into the estate.
“I-Is this where we will be living from now on? This place is simply out of this world!” Ophelie gushed, for she had never seen
such a beautiful villa, even when she lived with the Pearson Family.