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The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch

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Chapter 431 A Mighty Convoy

“Alright, I’m looking forward to it!” Jyn declared, though her expression had stiffened.

Everyone was stupefied.

The two major conglomerates were going head to head, and no one could predict the outcome.

of their battle.

A procession of over a thousand cars abruptly appeared along the freeway on the outskirts of

Southlake City.

A Lincoln limousine came to a stop, and Ace stepped out of it.

Staring at the city before him, he narrowed his eyes and asked, “So this is Southlake City?”

“Yes, Mr. Garland. This is Southlake City,” an elderly man with a beard replied respectfully.

Ace’s eyes flashed viciously as he growled, “Nixon and five thousand of our experts died here!”

Behind him, nearly ten thousand people chorused in unison.

“Kill Caspian Lynch! Avenge our friends!”

“Kill Caspian Lynch! Avenge our friends!”

Their hearts were filled with rage.

The incident at the Stewart family estate had been a harsh blow to the Traditional Martial Arts

Association.

Nixon, their head eldet, had died a tragic death, along with five thousand other martial arts experts from

TMAA.

The results of that fight humiliated them, and if they did not seek revenge, they would be the

laughingstock of the entire martial arts world.

“Let’s go!” Ace commanded with a wave of his hand.

With a deafening roar, the cars sped into Southlake City.

Over at Zott Manor, Bernard came running in as he shouted in a panic, “Bad news, Mr. Zott! Something

terrible is going to happen!”

“What’s going on? Why are you making such a big fuss?” Lincoln questioned with a solemn expression.

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He was displeased with Bernard’s inability to stay composed despite having worked under him. for so

long now.

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“Mr. Zott, I just got the news that a massive convoy appeared on the freeway heading into Southlake

City. There are over a thousand SUVs, all bearing the TMAA’s logo! I’m afraid something terrible is

about to happen!” Bernard reported urgently.

Lincoln froze when he heard that. Previously, Caspian had warned him to be on his toes whenever

people of unknown identities entered Southlake City.

And now, over a thousand SUVs bearing the logo of the TMAA had come!

That definitely spelled bad news!

Lincoln’s chest tightened. He deduced they were here to take revenge after the incident at the Stewart

family estate.

Even though he hadn’t been present that day, he knew the gist of what had taken place there.

“Quick! Pass the order down to stop those people from entering the city center! I’ll report this matter to

Mr. Lynch!” Lincoln instructed.

“I’m on it!” Bernard replied before rushing off at once.

Lincoln was anxious. He knew full well his men wouldn’t be able to hold back the people from the

TMAA. It was easy enough to imagine what would happen if those people entered Southlake City.

Without wasting any time, he immediately called Caspian.

After receiving the call, Caspian, who was still at the banquet, calmly instructed, “Just keep an eye on

them first. Don’t do anything yet. Await further instructions from me.”

He ended the call before musing over the fact that the people from the TMAA dared to come over to

Southlake City. They were indeed too bold for their own good.

Still, he knew that while Lincoln’s men could deal with regular folks, they would not be able to put up a

fight against an organization like the TMAA.

Noticing the unusual change in Caspian’s expression, Willow asked, “What’s the matter, hubby? Did

something happen?”

“Something urgent came up, honey. I’ll go and deal with it,” Caspian informed as he stood up.

Seeing the serious look on his face, Willow knew it was no small matter.

“Alright, hubby. Stay safe. I’ll wait for you,” she said, nodding her head.

She didn’t bother asking questions as she trusted Caspian’s ability to resolve any kind of crisis.

“Okay,” Caspian replied with a nod before leaving the hotel.

Meanwhile, Jyn had noticed every move Caspian made.

She turned to Ginger and said, “Find out what happened.”

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“Yes, Ms. Morrison!” Ginger said with a trace of menace hidden within her ga

gaze.

She had escorted Zayn to the private plane earlier, but he had slapped her before getting onto the

plane.

He also threatened her by saying that if she didn’t help him get his hands on Jyn, he would not only

force her to return the money but also kick her out of Diatoran!

Zayn was no prince. He was ruthless and wicked, and Ginger didn’t doubt that he would make good on

his threat.

He even had connections in Dhord City. Ginger knew that if she pissed him off, she would not be able

to stay in the country.

This was all Caspian’s fault! If not for him, she would not be suffering this

way.

As soon as Caspian left the hotel, Sylvia caught up to him and called out, “Caspian!”

“Give the order to the armored battalion. Summon them and tell them to get ready for a fight with the

TMAA!” Caspian instructed grimly.

Sylvia grew tense after hearing the first half of the command. Why was Caspian summoning the entire

armored battalion? Was something major about to happen?

But she relaxed again when she heard they were about to battle against the TMAA.

“Caspian, should I inform John and tell him to dispatch the military unit as well?” Sylvia asked

tentatively.

John was currently stationed a few dozen miles outside of Southlake City. He didn’t return to South

Aridlands.

After thinking about it, Caspian nodded and said, “Alright. Tell John to gather five thousand of his

people. We must eradicate the TMAA! They’re a motley group of fighters without any proper leader. If

they remain grouped together, sooner or later, they’ll be a source of trouble!”

Thanks to its name, the Traditional Martial Arts Association sounded like a respectable association. But

in reality, it merely consisted of a bunch of ruffians who used that name to form cliques and expand

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their own influence and power.

Their influence had extended into many regions of Diatoran.

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All along, the TMAA had been based in Dhord City. However, the power dynamics in Dhord City were

complicated, and making a move there would definitely cause an upheaval.

Instead, they chose to expand their influence into Southlake City, but their decision was irrefutably a

risky one that would lead to their doom!

Outside Southlake City, a fight broke out between the two sides.

Armed with weapons, nearly ten thousand fighters from the TMAA were roaring for a fight. Their

expressions were cold and ruthless.

Meanwhile, Lincoln was leading a force of over 20 thousand people from Eastcove’s

underworld to stop them.

Even though Caspian told him not to make a move, he could not sit still and do nothing–not during such

a critical situation.

Lincoln cared a lot about Southlake City. It was his home. He spent decades building up his life and

empire here.

He was not going to let anyone harm the city in any way.

Although Lincoln had the advantage in numbers, the TMAA had sent all of its core members to

Southlake City.

Alas, the fight was one–sided from the get–go.

As blades whizzed through the air, heads rolled one after the other.

Anguished cries rang out in every direction.

The fighters from Southlake City’s underworld forces fought a bloody battle and sacrificed their lives to

protect the city.

Within moments, the battleground looked like hell on earth.

“Kill them! Kill them all!” Bernard roared as he slashed at the enemy with his machete. He had lost all

sense of reason. He raised his weapon again and again. His clothes were drenched with blood.

Nevertheless, the experts from the TMAA were too powerful. Lincoln’s people could not hold a candle

to them!