Nolan no longer registered the chaos of the fighting around him. His gaze was fixed solely on Owen, who lay on the ground, barely clinging to life.
Noticing Megan and Jeanne gasping in horror with their hands covering their mouths, he said icily, "And this is who you call your trump card? Your backer?"
For once, Megan was at a loss for words. The shock she felt at that moment was more overwhelming than anything she had ever experienced before.
Nolan had actually dared to go head-to-head with the Norberg family. Not only that, but he had beaten Owen half to death and dragged him over in front of everyone.
This wasn't just a conflict—it was a declaration of an all-out war.
At that moment, Megan was utterly speechless. Jeanne, however, hurriedly tried to reason with him, "Nolan, don't you know you're making yourself a mortal enemy of the Norbergs by doing this?"
Nolan responded by stomping heavily on Owen's wrist. The sickening crack of breaking bones rang out once again. It was clear he intended to shatter every bone in Owen's body.
"From the moment he targeted me, his fate was sealed. And from the moment he killed Lense, it was clear he wouldn't live even if he wanted to. Megan, Jeanne, I brought him here so that you two can take a good look at your so-called backer."
As he spoke, Nolan seemed to lose the last shred of his patience. He dragged Megan and Jeanne right up to Owen, as if afraid they hadn't gotten a clear enough view of him.
Jeanne immediately burst into tears, wailing, "Nolan, this has nothing to do with me! None of this is my fault! It's Megan and Owen who were truly conspiring—it wasn't me! I'm truly innocent. Nolan, I'm innocent! You're the one I really like."
At this point, Jeanne could see clearly that there was no coming back from this for Megan. To tie herself to Megan now would be a death sentence!
At that moment, Megan couldn't spare a thought for Jeanne's betrayal. She trembled uncontrollably as she stared at Nolan. She wanted desperately to deny her involvement, just like Jeanne had, but the problem was that she couldn't.
Besides, she had already placed all of her hopes into Owen. Not to mention, the fight raging around them wasn't over yet, and there was no guarantee that Nolan would come out as the winner. What if he lost? What if, in the end, it was the Norbergs who emerged victorious?
Without a second thought, Nolan punched him squarely in the face before saying calmly, "I'm actually impressed you still have the strength to talk. Well, you should enjoy it while you can because I'll cut out your tongue soon enough.
"Then, you won't be able to speak no matter how much you want to. You're hoping for your grandfather to save you? Fine. I'll make sure you see for yourself whether your grandfather can save you or not."
At this moment, the chaotic battlefield spanned across the area, with thousands of fighters clashing. While the Norberg family had fewer people, their combat prowess was anything but weak. At the very least, they were able to hold their ground against Nolan's forces.
However, it wasn't surprising. The Norberg family had deep roots and substantial resources, including hidden elites with exceptional skill. In contrast, the forces from the underworld were a mixed bag, their strength varying wildly from person to person.
Nolann rolled his neck slowly before turning to Scarlet, who was standing beside him, and asking, "Do you see that person on the battlefield?"
On the battlefield, a lone figure moved like a storm. Everywhere he passed, Fang's men fell in droves. There was no need to ask—it was clear that he was one of the Norberg family's so-called trump cards, one of the two Tiger Ranking powerhouses.
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