Chapter 1711 Ansel Has Gone Rogue

Quent warned, “Master Ansel, we already have the evidence with us. Aside from that, the matriarch has given us her approval. If you insist on resisting us, your actions would be considered rebellious.” Normally, a man from a collateral lineage, such as Quent, would not dare speak to Ansel in this manner. His words were now devoid of any respect. “Dad, let’s take them down.” Jehan was already enraged. If they didn’t do it, then this was a set-up. If Ansel were to be taken away today, he would undoubtedly fall into the opponent's trap. As a result, Ansel will never be able to get back up again. If the Great Elder, Clovis, appeared to support him at this time, perhaps the situation would change. However, that man, who had previously declared his support for Ansel, chose to remain silent. At this point, Ansel was able to guess something on the spot. “F*ck you!” Ansel let out a thunderous roar, and the men behind him raised their weapons in response. “Master Ansel, you asked for this!” Quent's group was not afraid after learning that Ansel was planning a desperate resistance. Instead, they felt slightly excited. “I have done nothing wrong. By all means, go ahead if you want to screw me up, but you better have that capability to do so!” As soon as the words fell, Ansel blasted Proteus in front of him with a punch. “Apprehend him!” His men rushed forward on Quent’s orders to surround Ansel. At the same time, all of the council's elders took action. Thus, a massive conflict erupted. *** Concurrently, Olympias sat in the Regis Tower and cast her glance out of the window. After a while, Tyr walked toward her. “Boss, what’s the situation outside now?” Olympias asked. Tyr replied, “A fight has taken place at Ansel’s residence. I am worried that internal rebellion will break out within the family today.” Olympias took a deep breath and said, “So Boss, what do you have on your mind now?” “Nothing,” Tyr replied. At the same time, in Jules’ residence. “Master Jules, Ansel refuses to be apprehended. Aside from that, all of his men had gathered there.” “Hmm. Assassinating the matriarch isn’t enough to warrant him to a death sentence,” Jules said with a slight nod. “He has completely entered a dead end now that he had sparked this battle. I’ve warned him a long time ago that his personality will eventually kill him.” The corners of Jules’ mouth rose slightly at this point, an elusive smile blooming within seconds on his face. “Should I go there now?” Ettore asked. “Go ahead.” Jules waved his hand. Ettore nodded before turning around and walking out of the door. He took the lead in the front, and a long line of people trailed behind him, where every one of them was surrounded by a domineering aura which belonged to powerhouses. Jules was rumored to have a group of secret powerhouses under his command before this. It was said that those powerhouses were led by Ettore. However, that was only a rumor that had never been confirmed. This rumor was confirmed today. When Ettore arrived at Ansel's mansion with this group of powerhouses, the place had already devolved into an endless showdown. Ansel was previously the most qualified candidate from the entire family to inherit the position of patriarch. He had a lot of cards in his hand. Many of Ansel’s followers had brought people over here to join the battle at this point. People who supported Jules also gradually arrived. At the same time, the White family’s major forces began to join the war one after one. It didn’t matter who was right and who was wrong once things had reached this point. At the same time, no one cared whether Ansel was the one sending out the killers or not. If Ansel had sent those killers, he would have been enraged right now. If he wasn't the culprit, he would have been forced into a desperate situation. Ansel had gone rogue! *** Meanwhile, at a hotel in Fern City. The man in a bomber jacket and dyed blonde hair stood in front of a bed and looked in the direction of Misty Slopes from a distance. Someone entered the room through the door at this precise moment. “What’s the situation?” he asked with his head tilted toward the newcomer. “The fight has begun,” said the man. “The White family is now in chaos. Are we going there right now?” “No...We haven’t received any notice from Mr. White,” the man said, shaking his head. “We must not show up on our initiative. When we arrive, it will undoubtedly cause him a great deal of unnecessary trouble, and things will backfire at that point.” “But what if Mr. White loses the fight?” “Relax, he’s not going to lose,” the blond narrowed his eyes and spoke with unmistakable confidence! *** Outside Ansel’s residence, the battle between the two sides grew more intense as more people joined the fight. Hundreds of fighters belonging to Ansel’s side had arrived at this point. They were all first-class warriors. The entire house had been destroyed, and other buildings had been reduced to rubble. Then Ettore arrived, accompanied by a group of mysterious warriors. The tide turned as soon as they arrived. Although there were many warriors on Ansel’s side, when Ettore and his comrades appeared, they were inferior to them. “Kill them all! There is no need to be merciful.” Under Ettore’s order, those powerhouses unleashed their true combat strength. They did not hold back at all. Wherever they went, chaos and ruination followed shortly after that. Holding the blade in his hand, Ettore slaughtered all of Ansel’s subordinates along the way until he drove straight on to the enemy’s den. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! Ettore’s blade danced as fast as the wind in his hand. Only a few who stood in his way were able to withstand his attack. Ettore had arrived at Ansel in the blink of an eye. “Keep Master Ansel safe!” Someone gave an order, and several people jumped out at the same time, blocking Ettore’s path. “Do you think you can stop me?” Ettore furrowed his brows and slashed with the blade in his hand. With each slash, an opponent was instantly blown away. He had overcome the obstacles formed by this group of people and arrived before Ansel after a few attacks. Ansel’s face turned pale due to fright and backed off continuously. Left without a choice, he let out a thunderous roar and threw a mighty punch in Ettore’s direction. Boom! Ansel was a strong fighter, but his punch couldn’t even threaten Ettore. Despite having taken a vicious punch from Ansel, the blade in Ettore’s hand didn’t stop, and it was soon perched next to the former’s neck. “Stop it, all of you!” Ettore let out a roar. His voice could be heard reverberating throughout the Ansel’s residence. Both sides came to a halt when they saw Ansel being held at blade point by Ettore. “Let go of my dad!” Jehan rushed over with red eyes, but Ettore slammed him back with a blast. “Master Ansel, continuing the fight will only weaken the family’s strength,” Ettore said. “It’s a waste of time. Your best option right now is to give up without a fight.”