When Jack loosened his hand, the man fell straight to the floor, his eyes still wide open in fright.
“Quite the bunch of suicidal people.” Smirking callously, Jack went back to his car and swiftly left the scene.
This time, he obviously had to show these people some consequences as it was difficult for him to live life in peace if they constantly interfered with his life.
Ken drove far away, still worried when he noted Jack was not trailing after them. He could only get a breather once they reached the Clark family mansion.
“Was I imagining things, Flynn? There are people with the fighting powers of majors among the masters from the Young family, yet Jack… Jack killed them so easily?!” Gulping nervously, Ken wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
Flynn frowned and was quiet for some time before he spoke, “What’s going on? Why do I feel like that guy isn’t poisoned? Could Ivan and Xena have fooled us?”
Ken clenched his fists when he heard what Flynn had said. “F*ck. Now that you’ve mentioned it, I’m starting to wonder if we were played by that woman, Xena. If Jack was poisoned, he wouldn’t have been so powerful. More importantly, Jack has killed masters that were on par with majors of an army. Didn’t he say he’s a head commander in the army? Was he performing extraordinarily? That’s impossible!”
“This man is no commander, that’s for sure. He kept hiding his true strength, but I think he’s a marshal!” As he thought about it, Flynn then asserted, “It’s almost impossible for him to be a King of War. After all, there are very few people who are Kings of War, and they’re very well-known. I think he’s a marshal. There are quite a number of marshals, and it’s quite normal for him to not be well-known!”
“If Jack really is a marshal, why does this guy want to hide his identity?” wondered Ken.
“How would I know?!” Flynn was just as blank and clueless as to why Jack would hide his true strength or identity.
A thought then occurred to him as his eyes lit up. “I get it! Some people might have the fighting strength of a marshal, and while he could’ve been a marshal, he might’ve made a mistake and was thus demoted!”
Ken nodded. “That makes sense. He might be lying when he said he lost his token and that he’s just a normal soldier. He might’ve had a title but was demoted to a normal soldier after he made a mistake. He must’ve felt embarrassed if he mentioned this, or he might even get scolded by his wife or mother-in-law, thus he decided to better keep it a secret.”
“Hmm… That must be it!” The more Flynn thought about it, the more possibilities were presented. He thought about it some more before he turned to Ken and said, “What should we do now then?”
Ken thought about it and said, “I’ll go meet Ivan and Xena first. We’re asking Young Master Hugo to join us too. We’ll tell them about what happened today and see what they say. After all, we might be able to come up with a good plan when everyone’s together.”
Ken asked someone to carry Flynn back into the house before driving to the hospital with his subordinates. He also asked Young Master Hugo to come over as well.
“Why are the two of you here? I’ve recovered, and I’m getting ready to be discharged!” said a grinning Ivan as Ken and Neil approached him. “Did Xena tell you that I’m getting discharged? Are you guys picking me up so we can go celebrate over a meal?”
“I’m not sure. Young Master Clark called me and asked me here, saying that there’s something important to discuss.” Neil looked at Ken in doubt.
Ivan’s grin fell at that moment as he had a bad feeling. “What is it? Did something happen?”
Ken looked at Xena meaningfully before he spoke to Ivan, “Let’s go and find a place where we can all sit down. I’ll explain to you guys while we’re eating.”
Xena frowned as she was uncomfortable at how Ken looked at her. It made her feel like she was a spy.