Chapter 111 So Ruthless

• Vlad POV
• I am so angry that all I want to do this moment is to rush up to this selfish, self-righteous, and arrogant old dick and strangle him to death this instance and then tell the world that he died of loneliness because there is nothing that he hasn't achieved, due to his blood turning cold from lack of opponents he died in a 'sitting posture' but I held myself at the last minute if not for anything but for the fact that there's a part of me that know that I won't be able to beat him in a fight let alone succeed, the man sitting on that elevated seat staring at me is a monster that has survived many-many assassinations and potential threats.
• It has been years ever since he last fought so no one really knows of his current combat strength. The fact that he was undefeatable years ago is the invisible reminder silently reminding me that he might be more of a devil now. The fact that he is still in his prime whilst looking younger is the most clear evidence. "They are your sons!" I almost screamed at him, my fist white from so much toughening "Most of all, they did nothing to you. You are aware that it's because of the threat of your existence that made them so alert and constantly wanting to be stronger and stronger, and you are aware that the reason they hated you so much is because of your purpose for the so-called project! Who the hell wants to be a weapon for another?!" at the end of my words my voice increased but he didn't care. I don't know how he views me right now but something is telling me is not far from a meowing cat.