All Chapters of Last Man Standing: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

The air whistled with the sound of swift strikes. Decian's words were cut short as blade after blade sliced through the air.One by one, each person fell, none spared from their fatal fate."Not bad! That's the way to honor the name 'Black Blade'!" At that moment, a voice echoed into the small courtyard—it was Howard and his two companions."Hm?" At the mention of 'Black Blade,' a fleeting shadow crossed Yidel's eyes, betraying a hint of recognition.Without a moment's delay, his blade danced through the air, casting chilling streaks of silver aimed at the trio."You're just asking for trouble now!"The Judge, ever vigilant, stepped forward, his wrist turning deftly as a curved blade materialized in his grasp, unleashing a flurry of even sharper arcs of light.With a resounding snap, Yidel's knife was cleaved in two by the Cold Moon Saber, the severed half clattering to the ground.Yidel stumbled backward, his retreat leaving a web of cracks in the concrete, like a shattered sp

"So, you must know who was behind it, right?" Yoel pressed on."Clueless," the Judge responded with a shake of his head. "That's probably something only Black Blade would know.""What's that supposed to mean?" Yoel asked, a hint of surprise in his voice. "Isn't his dossier still with the Shadow Sect? No leads?"The Judge shook his head. "That dossier's been doctored—nothing in it's legit.""Huh?" Yoel blinked in surprise. "Are you suggesting there's a traitor in the Shadow Sect?""Exactly," the Judge confirmed with a grave nod."The Shadow Sect wasn't like the Blood Shadow Force. The Blood Shadow Force was the brainchild of the enigmatic Sir, each member handpicked for their exceptional skills. They were the elite of the elite."However, the warriors' devotion to Sir bordered on fanaticism. With hundreds of thousands of them, the idea of an outsider slipping through their ranks was next to impossible."The Shadow Sect, on the other hand, had a checkered past. Over the years, it

The other women nearby were equally taken aback by the swift decision."Honey!" Talia's voice rose in alarm. "No, it's too pricey, I...""Sweetheart, it's not a big deal. Think of it as a present for landing that new job," Howard said, cutting her off with a warm smile before turning back to Jessica. "Besides this showroom model, do you guys have any new ones in stock?""Well, we do have one more in inventory," Jessica replied, momentarily startled before regaining her composure. "Wait... Sir, are you serious about buying this?""You doubt I can pay for it?" Howard said with a playful grin."No, of course not, that's not what I meant..." Jessica stammered, shaking her head, "Just give me a second, I'll see what kind of deal I can work out for you!""Don't bother, just ring it up. I've got to hit up a few other booths to pick up some more cars, so time is ticking," Howard said cheerfully."Huh?" Jessica was thrown for a loop. She had just encountered a high roller.The other sal

Then, the aftermath of that day's events weighed heavily on Cidrich—the man in the cap had killed all his followers, and he blamed Howard for the loss.He had been out of town and had just returned to Mendorra, with no time yet to address the incident. To his surprise, the past had caught up with him that day."Wow, got yourself a new wife already? What happened to your worn-out old lady?" Yoel sneered after a quick look at the young woman."Boy, are you asking for trouble?" Cidrich's voice dropped an octave. "We haven't settled our last encounter, and you'd be wise not to test me!""Mr. Wadham, you know these guys? Who the heck are they?" The man with the gold necklace, picking himself up off the ground, glared at Yoel with a vengeful scowl."Just a couple of reckless kids!" Cidrich growled back."Good!" The man with the gold necklace, reassured by Cidrich's words, then pointed at Yoel with a threatening gesture."You've got some nerve, kid, messing with me. I promise you, you'

"You just wait!" the middle-aged man barked after landing another kick. He then hurried over to Howard, bowed deeply, and stammered, "I... I'm so sorry, Master...""You know me?" Howard cut him off.He had pieced together who that guy might be from the way Cidrich had addressed him. Anyone who went by 'inspector' was either with the Shadow Sect or the Special Patrol.Howard's mind raced. His cover could be blown if this guy let slip who he really was."I remember you... from the War Department's training facility," Morgan Larson said, nodding with fervor.It was ridiculous of Cidrich, that no-good-for-nothing, to make him nab Howard for a thorough interrogation. If his bosses got wind of that, he could say goodbye to his career!The memory of Howard effortlessly obliterating a martial general heavy hitter from The Dark World with a mere palm strike made him shake like a leaf."You work for Hardin, right?" Howard's insight into Morgan's allegiance was spot on."Yes, that's right