All Chapters of Last Man Standing: Chapter 531 - Chapter 540

Howard's brow furrowed once more. He searched the elder's eyes and saw no hint of deceit. "I'm afraid...there are very few within the Shadow Demon Shrine who know..." the elder continued, his voice trailing off.Howard let out a heavy sigh. The mystery of the jade pendant would have to wait."The Infernal Gate's recent capture of my Rackaham Imperial Order's people, that was by your Shadow Demon Shrine's command, wasn't it? Was there another agenda besides taking prisoners?" Howard asked, setting aside his concerns about the pendant for the moment."The Shadow Demon Shrine knew that Rakshasa were yours, so they wanted to use that as bait to catch them all at once," the elder explained, his throat dry with fear."Was this the Shrine's own plan, or is someone else pulling the strings?" Howard pressed on.He had guessed they might use Vicenzo as bait to lure out Rakshasa's forces. What puzzled him was why the Shrine would wait for Sabertooth's arrival to strike. It was a move that de

"Sir, when we get back, Mr. Louis and I will head straight to Ciolara and deal with the rest of those noble families," Dragon said, his brow furrowed in concern."Everybody just take a breath!" Yoel shot them a stern look. "If it were as easy as all that, would we still be here talking about it?""The noble families weren't just stirring up trouble in Ciolara, they had the shadow of a secretive martial arts sect lurking behind them. Things were never as simple as they seemed.""Remember the mess with the Calnan family? Their secret backers had sent envoys to Ciolara. If Ezra and the crew hadn't stepped in, who knows what chaos would have ensued."Sabertooth could not contain his anger. "The secretive clans and sects in Rackaham are even worse than the nobles!"They're sucking Rackaham dry, all while dodging the rules. They're the real leeches of this place!""Enough with the gripes; just hang in there. Their reign's on borrowed time," Howard said, dismissing the complaints with a

"Mr. Maxwell Wadsworth, she's on her way out!" Soon, the old man gestured toward the office building's entrance."Man, how can someone be that gorgeous? Next to her, even A-listers look plain!" Maxwell gazed at the striking figure, his throat bobbing slightly."She's a knockout, alright. Makes Sullivan's so-called number one beauty look second-rate!" the buzz-cut man commented, licking his parched lips."You're too crude to appreciate beauty!" Maxwell snapped back, then stepped out of the car, the old man and the others trailing behind."Hello, Ms. Jenkins. Heading home?" he greeted Talia with a brisk approach."Why are you back?" Nance's brow furrowed. "Ms. Jenkins isn't going to dine with you, so you can drop that fantasy right now!""Shut your trap, or I'll shut it for you permanently!" the buzz-cut man barked at her."You..." Nance raised her voice in protest."Nance, stop!" Talia's voice cut through the tension as she turned to face Maxwell, her tone icy."Mr. Maxwell Wad

"What!?" Maxwell gasped, taken aback. He had not expected that seemingly harmless, chubby guy to have such impressive moves.The old man hit the ground, coughing up blood, his eyes wide with terror."A martial...general!?" he gasped, staring at Mystical Chubby in disbelief.Only a warrior of a martial general's cultivation base could send him flying with a single blow!"Aw man, you went and dented someone's car again. This is going to cost you big time. I bet fixing this is gonna run a few thousand bucks at least," Mystical Chubby said, feigning distress over the car."You..." Maxwell felt a surge of frustration as if he was on the verge of spitting blood in anger.The price tag of a million-dollar car shrank to mere thousands in his tale!Nance could not help the giggle that escaped her lips."This isn't over!" Maxwell inhaled sharply and spun on his heel, heading for his car."Who said you could go?" Howard's voice was aloof and detached."Don't test me. Do you have any ide

"Sapphira, hi!" Talia stood and greeted her warmly."Talia, make yourself at home. Have a seat," Sapphira Redfern said with a warm smile, and her gaze shifted to Howard. "And who is this gentleman?""Sapphira, meet my husband, Mr. Lincoln," Talia replied cheerily, turning to Howard. "Honey, Sapphira owns this lovely restaurant. She's become a good friend of mine these last few days!""Mr. Lincoln, a pleasure to meet you!" Sapphira reached out with a friendly grin. "I can see why you've captured Talia's heart—you have an exceptional presence."As she spoke, a flicker of surprise crossed her mind. She had met her fair share of notable individuals, but Howard exuded a regal air that was quite overwhelming.She was sure of it—that man was extraordinary."Ms. Redfern, you're too kind," Howard said, his smile slight as he returned the handshake.To his mild surprise, Sapphira was also a martial artist, with a reasonably strong cultivation base, reaching the later stages of being a mar