Chapter 800: Extort—Protection Money - 3
The stocky man ran along the path and reached the inner city walls.
"Sir Vimal!" The elite guards recognised him and called out. But Vimal wasn't paying attention to any of them.
"Open the fucking gate!!" Vimal shouted before kicking the guard standing in his way, sending him crashing through the wooden door and 'opening' the gate.
"City Lord! City Lord! LORD HERMAN!!!" Vimal began shouting the moment he stepped onto the inner-city grounds.
Herman, the City Lord, was happily indulging himself with a woman in each arm when he heard the wooden crash and Vimal's frantic calls.
His face darkened as he realised his day had officially been ruined.
"Vimal!!" he shouted back in rage, throwing on a loose robe before storming out.
"Lord Herman!"
Vimal dropped to one knee and greeted him.
