The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 417

Meanwhile, Charles and Zayne were discussing something at Primordial Tower.

All of a sudden, someone kicked the door open.

Just as Zayne was about to stand up, a towering, muscular man at the height of 2.3 meters rushed into the room and smacked his palm on the top of Zayne's head.

Zayne instantly coughed out a mouthful of blood before slumping weakly back onto the chair.

Charles then slowly stood up to look at the newcomers.

Behind the giant was a middle-aged man in a suit who had an indifferent expression on his face.

Charles' heart lurched when he saw the man’s face.

It was Silas Doyle, the lord of Terrandya's underworld.

Zayne had influence over Pollerton, but Silas had power over the entire Terrandya; Pollerton was only an average-sized city in Terrandya.

“Don't move. If you move again, I'll lop off your head,” Silas muttered as he took a seat on the couch.

There were eighteen bodyguards in gold-colored dress shirts behind him, and they were all wearing sunglasses.

They were the Eighteen Copper Men —Silas' best fighters. They were all trained in close-quarters martial arts. It was rumored that they could even catch bullets with their bare hands.

Most importantly, Silas even had power over countless clans, and the total number of the people he ruled was over three hundred thousand.

‘Where is Donald Campbell?” Silas stared at Zayne coldly. “I heard that his grandfather has told your fortune before and that you're on good terms with him.”

Before Zayne could say anything, Charles replied, “Do you not know that my superior is Tristan Lane?”

Silas only glanced at Charles before responding, “Don't speak. This has nothing to do with you.”

However, Charles continued, “Zayne is my subordinate. Don't you think that you're being rude by barging in like this?” “Slap him,” Silas commanded.

The large man then strode over and gave Charles a slap.

“I'm not too scared of Tristan. He has power overseas, not Terrandya, so there's no need for you to use his name to scare me,” Silas told him.

“But Mr. Lane is Dynasto's subordinate.” Charles wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with an icy look.

At that, Silas laughed. “It's true that I'm scared of Dynasto, but I'm sure someone like Dynasto won't cross me for you.”