In an instant, the standoff took a sharp turn with the sound of a gunshot.
The nearest henchman, who had been threatening Katelyn, collapsed, a dark hole appearing in his forehead from a bullet.
Shaun’s expression shifted dramatically at that moment.
Then, more gunshots echoed through the air.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
One by one, the henchmen around Katelyn dropped to the ground.
The bullets came from the building across the way. Vincent, holding a sniper rifle, narrowed his eyes and quickly set his sights on Shaun.
A faint wisp of white smoke curled from the muzzle. After Katelyn pinpointed Shaun’s location, she quickly contacted Vincent for backup.
Vincent, already in position with a sniper rifle, had the perfect vantage point.
With a sharp glint in her eyes, Katelyn smirked and said sarcastically, “Ready to surrender now?”
Though masked, Shaun’s voice seethed with anger and humiliation, dripping with resentment.
“I gave you a chance, but you chose your fate. Fine, let’s all go down together!”
His frantic behavior was like that of a madman.
Katelyn had pushed him to the edge.
Seymour’s eyes flickered with urgency as he said, “Katelyn, you need to go! This is our fight!”
Just as Shaun pulled out his gun, Katelyn’s shot hit his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.
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The gun slipped from Shaun’s hand and fell to the ground.
With a cold expression, Katelyn said, “The moment I locked onto you, your countdown started.”
Holding his injured right arm, Shaun glared with fury.
Stepping back, he shouted, “You had the nerve to shoot me! If you knew who I was, you’d regret it!” Katelyn frowned, feeling the tension.
She always sensed a strange familiarity with this mysterious figure.
Once in Yata, now in Granville.
It felt like he knew her every move, as if he had been following her all along. Unable to hold back, Katelyn raised her gun and asked coldly, “Who are you?”
The mysterious figure stayed silent, letting out a harsh, mocking laugh instead.
That laugh was especially jarring and unsettling. “Katelyn, I now regret sparing your life. I should have let you die when I imprisoned your master!”
“Shaun, you’ve completely lost it, swallowed by your hatred!”
Disappointment filled Seymour’s eyes as he accused his childhood friend, struggling to hold back a cough. Shaun blamed Seymour for everything, even though his father’s downfall was his own doing.
“You brought me here, and now you’ll pay the price! If your father hadn’t died young, I would have shown him what real suffering looks like.”
Just then, Vincent strode in with a gun, followed by Samuel and a team of men who quickly took charge of the situation.
Katelyn rushed to Seymour’s side, noticing the thick chains around him. Without hesitation, she fired two shots to break them.
The bullets hit the chains, igniting sparks.
Seeing the frail Seymour, little more than skin and bones, made Katelyn’s voice tremble slightly.
“Master, it’s my fault. I should have found you sooner to spare you this pain.”
Seymour shook his head slowly, struggling to stand. “It’s my fault. This was meant for me, and you’re dragged into it because you’re my disciple.”
Seymour sighed as he looked at Shaun, now chained.
“I’ve often wondered who could hate me this much, wanting to torture me like this. I never imagined it would be you.”
Resentment and frustration shone in Shaun’s eyes, almost breaking through his mask.
“The culprit usually forgets their actions and the pain they’ve caused, but I will remember it forever. Torturing you all these years has been worth it.”
With a weary sigh, Seymour’s voice was filled with despair. “You’ve destroyed both our lives.”
At this point, no one could turn back time and change what had happened.
Helping Seymour, Katelyn gently said, “Let me take you to the hospital first. We’ll leave him to the law.”
As Katelyn prepared to leave with Seymour, she suddenly had a thought. Turning back, she ripped off Shaun’s mask.
The face she uncovered left Katelyn speechless.
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