Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1137 - 303: The Heart of a Man

Chapter 1137: Chapter 303: The Heart of a Man

Richard lit a cigar and aimed the Div Water Crystal Ball at Gortani’s face, surrounded by despair and panic.

"Miss Gortani, it’s too late for regrets now," Richard said with a smile, looking at the beautiful woman who had haunted his dreams. He whistled frivolously, "I thought you’d lost some weight, but now it seems you’re just as well-proportioned and pretty as before!"

The swan beauty desperately pleaded with Richard with mournful and imploring eyes, her tears overflowing on her exquisite, floral-like face.

"Don’t worry, I’m not that heartless. Just capturing the look of despair in your eyes with the Div Water Crystal Ball is enough for me," Richard’s voice suddenly turned cold, instantly making the tent feel chillingly cold.

The silver breastplate, engraved with the War God’s emblem, fell on the carpet, making a muffled sound.

"Your father is Jose Mourinho! Your father is a legendary shaman of the millennium sacrifice! Your father is the Overlord of Bode! You are a pureblood Smey from one of the five primary noble families of Beamon! You come from a noble family with a history of ten thousand years!" Richard’s words were very stiff, perhaps not as unyielding as Jing Gold, but at least comparable to Mithril: "What about me? I am just a minor baron; such a title in your household is at most that of a butler! I am just a Shaman of Divine Songs in name without substance! For how many years... has the spokesperson of the War God been a low-ranking shaman, how many Beamon nobles would take a serious look at this seemingly noble title? I am a Piegel, what is a Piegel? In the Bimon Kingdom, Piegel is synonymous with stupidity and lowliness! Ha, look at the vast disparity!"

The bladed war skirt clanged to the ground, casting a bright reflection.

"If I recklessly had relations with you..." Richard’s face emerged from behind the Div Water Crystal Ball, his eyes twinkling like frosty stars, "Considering what I know of Mourinho, it would surely lead to a situation between him and me where one of us must fall... To put it plainly, it’d be a fight to the death!"

The leggings embroidered with the family crest clanged as they hit the ground, revealing the beautiful curves of the swan beauty’s legs. Her breathing began to accelerate dramatically.

"It’s not that no wise person has advised me! It’s not that no one has warned me of the consequences of doing this!" Richard laughed, "I know myself, this is indeed a bit like digging my own grave, playing with fire..."

The swan beauty, now stripped down to only her snow-white lingerie, finally stopped moving.

Seeing that the nobleman finally showed a bit of kindness, the swan beauty gazed unblinkingly at Richard with her misty and vast beautiful eyes. She was now hoping that the nobleman would consider her father’s standing and restrain himself.

"Want to know why? Since I understand your father’s temperament, why do I still insist on doing this?" Richard asked with a touch of frivolity, looking at Gortani.

Although the situation was dire, the swan beauty couldn’t help but wonder what it was that made Richard, despite understanding the cause and effect, still persistently go his own way—she had originally thought this man was just acting on impulse, relying on his strong martial power, and wreaking havoc without any restraint.

Now it seemed that the opponent had planned all along, and she had underestimated this Shaman of Divine Songs known throughout the country for his violence and impulsiveness.

"Why did I make a show of marrying you publicly? Why did I spread this news to every Beamon warrior’s ears in the Yale Oasis?" Richard read this underestimation in Gortani’s eyes. He tossed away the Div Water Crystal Ball, his forehead veins bulging out: "Gortani, let me tell you! Even though Helen and Ning Yu have been with me for so long, I’ve never held a wedding feast for them! Why don’t you think about it, knowing the consequences would be a fight to the death, why would I still make a big scene? Why make an exception for you? Was my head kicked by a wild donkey? Am I that ignorant?"

The swan beauty’s eyes flickered, drifting with confusion and incomprehension.

"Don’t play dumb! This is a chance I’m giving you to choose!" Richard grabbed Gortani’s neck and roared in rage, a series of vigorous sparks shooting out from the cigar in his mouth: "Choose me! Or choose your family!"

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"I know, facing such a painful choice is indeed cruel for you!" Richard released his grip, his hand like a vise, and looked directly into Gortani’s eyes, "But it’s better to have a short pain than a long one! To avoid any more pain and awkwardness for both of us, this choice is necessary! If we drag on day by day, it will only repeat the painful experience your father and the seductive tutor had gone through; I have no interest whatsoever in learning from that Chapter of life!"

The swan beauty’s complexion shifted bit by bit, and she suddenly realized she had made a grave mistake!

"I sworn to myself! If you don’t show up at the wedding feast, then we will be done for good, you will go your bright path, and I will walk my solitary bridge, no second words!" Richard exhaled a puff of thick smoke and snickered continuously, "I also made the same oath to myself—if you appear resolutely at the public wedding feast, even at the expense of my life, I will keep you by my side forever! The past ordeals of your father and Cui Beixi have told me, a love affair between high-ranking and low-ranking Beamons, apart from secret lovers, is utterly impossible to have a third option! If you want recognition from others, you must pay with a life!"