Chapter 9 Eunuch

• Baldy and Cyrus soon arrived at the company's cold storage warehouse.
• "Several materials and chemicals the company uses for their products have to be stored at low temperatures. We are a cosmetics company, after all," Baldy said as he turned the handle of the warehouse. The door opened with a creak, sounding like an ominous soundtrack.
• "Go on." Baldy walked in and gestured with a wave of his hand. "Go get the milkvetch extract. It's right at the back corner. Bring it over, and we can get on with this tour."
• "Okay." Cyrus calmly walked in.
• Baldy chuckled to himself as he thought disparagingly, What a fool! He's such an easy target!
• The second Baldy saw Cyrus turn his back on him, he immediately turned around and slammed the door of the cold storage shut from the outside.
• Baldy stretched his arms to the back of his head and spat, "That idiot! He's such a joke! A loser like that dares to compete with Declan for a woman?"
• Baldy returned to the security department and said to Declan, "Declan, it's done."
• Declan looked at the Rolex on his wrist, chuckled, and said, "Let that kid freeze in there for half an hour. I guarantee he won't be able to get it up in the future! Hahaha!"
• Baldy quickly asked, "What? Declan, don't you think that's too harsh for a warning?"
• Declan sneered, "Too harsh? That kid dared to lay his hands on my prey. I'm the Howle family's only heir from the main branch. I'm already being merciful for not killing him right then and there!"
• Everyone burst into raucous laughter.
• None of them stopped for a second to consider Grace's reaction. After all, Declan was the boss of the security department!
• Although Grace was the company's owner, she held no sway over these security guards. Perhaps she used to when she hired them. Alas, Declan's money swiftly bought their loyalty.
• Declan pointed to the wooden man on the right and said coldly, "Pierre, you've got quite the guts, don't you? You passed a note to the newbie, didn't you? Kneel!"
• The other security guards in the room grabbed Pierre and forced him to the ground.
• Pierre didn't bother resisting as his knees banged on the ground with a loud thud. Instead, he started trembling as fear overtook him. He had heard about Declan's plan earlier and took a risk to pass a note to Cyrus, warning him to be careful.
• Alas, he didn't expect Cyrus to fall for it despite his warning!
• Cyrus stood calmly in the center of the cold storage as pure internal energy flowed through his body.
• Naturally, a cold storage door couldn't possibly hope to trap Cyrus!
• However, Cyrus wanted to see what Declan was up to.
• Time passed and trickled by like a snail going through its morning exercises.
• Cyrus' brow furrowed slightly when his mental clock ticked by, telling him it had been approximately 20 minutes since his arrival.
• The temperature in the cold storage had dropped to negative five degrees to ensure the items kept here would maintain its freshness and quality. Thus, a normal person would be suffering from internal injuries if they had replaced him while wearing thin, summer clothing for 20 minutes.
• Another 10 minutes passed. Cyrus had a good idea of what Declan was up to at this point.
• Finally, the door of the cold storage creaked open.
• Baldy opened the door of the cold storage and apologetically said, "Dude, I'm really sorry. I closed the door too quickly earlier and forgot you were still inside."
• Cyrus' mouth curled into a sneer as he glanced at the time and said, "30 minutes? That's long enough to freeze a man into a eunuch. Your crimes are quite serious."
• Baldy chortled as he retorted, "Pfft! Crimes, you say? Have you even bothered to find out who Declan is? Declan's—"
• Bang!
• Cyrus swept his leg to a languid-looking kick. He truly didn't want to waste more of his precious time on some guy monologuing like there was no tomorrow.
• Thus, Baldy immediately felt his groin explode the very next second!
• He fell to his knees, passing out instantly.
• Cyrus walked toward the security room.
• Pierre was still kneeling on the ground inside the security room. His face was covered in bruises after the beating he got earlier. At that moment, the other security guards were all laughing and spitting on Pierre's head as they mocked, "You loser! You're a nobody who can barely make a living. Yet, you're still wasting your time sympathizing others' plight? What? Are you running to become a pope?"
• "You're already 30 years old, but what do you have? You've got no money, no house, and no car! No wonder your girlfriend doesn't want to marry you. Hahaha!"
• "I can't even imagine what you're thinking when you decided to play the hero, passing notes to that brat! Hahaha! It's totally ridiculous. You should know full well that Declan calls the shots here! So, why are you pretending to be a saint?"
• Once they said their fill, they continued to kick Pierre brutally.
• Cyrus' eyes were icy as he regarded the scene before him.
• Although it was a fact that he had spent five years away from the city, he still couldn't help but be shocked to see how corrupt society had become!
• Was there no place left for those with integrity?
• He immediately took a step forward. He didn't bother hiding his murderous intent, which was as cold as a winter storm.
• "Ah, Mr. Nikolaou. I see you've returned?" Declan stood with his hands in his pockets, laughing heartily. "How was the cold storage like? What do you think about becoming one of mine, eh?"
• Cyrus stepped forward and slapped Declan across the face without a single warning.
• The impact caused Declan's face to swell and knocked out 12 of his teeth.
• Cyrus followed up with another slap.
• A part of him couldn't help but beam with pride as he saw how both sides of Declan's face had swelled evenly.
• In the end, Cyrus had effectively removed all of Declan's teeth with the exception of the man's two front teeth.
• "Y-You..." Declan spat out blood and teeth as he stuttered.
• The surrounding security guards were shocked by the sudden turn of events.
• "How dare you hit Declan? Do you even know who he is?"
• "You're dead! You're so dead! Declan is the eldest son of the Howle family! The Howle family is worth millions!"
• "He's gone mad! This kid is a f*cking lunatic!"
• Declan had curled into himself and was shaking with anger before he exploded. "What are you all still standing there for? Get him! Kill him!"
• The other security guards didn't hesitate to rush over.
• Cyrus had his hands in his pockets as he kicked each and every one of them mercilessly. His attacks promptly sent them flying, effectively incapacitating them!
• After he dealt with the others, he approached Declan with eyes filled with ice. "You like eunuchs, don't you? Let me show you what it's like to be a real eunuch."
• Cyrus prowled the vulnerable Declan like a predator circling its prey. Then, he lifted his foot and stomped.
• Declan screamed in pain, wholly terrified. "Wait, don't do this! I am the only son of the Howle family. You can't do this! Please don't do this!"
• Cyrus coldly replied, "Your status as the eldest son of the Howle family won't save you now!" Snap!
• Declan cried out in agony and promptly fell to a dead faint.
• Pierre knelt there, horrified by the bloody scene playing before him.
• Cyrus reached out, helped Pierre up, and gently brushed the dirt off him.
• "Y-You crippled Declan?" Pierre trembled as he stared at Cyrus with wide eyes.
• Cyrus smiled faintly. "Oh, it's nothing. Thanks for the tip earlier. I'll be the head of the security department from now on. Since the others are… decommissioned, you'll be the vice-captain."
• Pierre's eyes only got bigger as he parted his lips in shock.
• Cyrus dialed the hospital on his phone. "Emergency services? Please come to Cyrace Cosmetics. There are six men in need of medical care."
• Pierre shut his jaw with a click and swallowed nervously.
• The ambulance arrived and took away the six unconscious men.
• Grace rushed in, frowning. "What happened? Why was there an ambulance?"
• Cyrus crossed his legs calmly. "Oh, Declan and his men got into a scuffle. They got hurt during the process. So, they were taken to the hospital for treatment. It's nothing serious. They also said they're resigning and won't be returning to their posts. I suppose I'll be leading the security department in the meantime."
• "They're resigning? They're not even taking their salaries before they leave?" Grace was puzzled. After a second, she shot a glare at Cyrus. "Cyrus, you'd better not be fighting!"
• Cyrus peered at her innocently. "I never waste my time fighting with losers."
• Grace nodded in satisfaction. "Good. Violence is never the answer. Oh, right. You'll be accompanying me to a social event later."
• Pierre could only thank the gods that his vocal cords had ceased to function earlier. Otherwise, he didn't even want to know what would happen to him if he had accidentally exposed Cyrus' true colors in a fit of disbelief.