"Rebellion? Rebellion against whom?"

Han Caldwell was also baffled.

What was happening?

He had clearly given orders to act according to command.

How did rebellion break out right after his phone call?

"What did you say?" Lin Zhan drew a dagger from his chest and pressed it against Han Caldwell's neck: "Why did Larkin Davenport rebel right after speaking with you?"

This dagger was given to him by Devlin.

Its primary use was to kill the Undead Tribe.

The main reason was that Devlin's Break Sky Knife had already been drawn, making such a limited-impact dagger unnecessary.

Of course.

After giving this dagger to Lin Zhan, Devlin would always keep a certain distance from Lin Zhan whenever they met.

"Rebellion? What did I say just now, didn't you hear?" Han Caldwell was truly speechless.

He had already cooperated enough; Devlin had asked him to stabilize the situation, and with Lin Zhan accompanying him, he had been persuading and lobbying everywhere.

It was no easy task to stabilize those martial artists at Boulevard Mountain.

He had also been calling Larkin Davenport and others multiple times, strictly ordering them to follow his instructions.

And now, why was he taking the blame?

"Then tell me, why did Larkin Davenport rebel after speaking with you?" Lin Zhan's face was grim; if the situation that had been stabilized with great effort was disrupted, wouldn't it all be in vain?

Seeing Demarco Mount on the move, deciding to seize the Open Sky Album at Moon Manor.

Now the content seemed to be self-destructive.

"Lin Zhan, you are too much! I've been compromising at every turn, and now you're pushing your luck? I warn you, push me too hard, and you'll regret it!" Han Caldwell was losing his temper, tired of enduring such grievances!

"Good! Then let's go talk to Mr. Devlin." Lin Zhan grabbed Han Caldwell and headed towards Devlin's command post.

The guards along the way had all been replaced with their own men, ensuring that no one outside knew what Han Caldwell's current situation was.

Even if he was publicly held at knifepoint, these guards wouldn't be surprised.

"Mr. Devlin!"

Bam!

Lin Zhan kicked open the door and strode inside.

"What's going on?" Devlin, who was looking at a map, was somewhat surprised to see Lin Zhan holding a knife to Han Caldwell's neck: "What's happening?"

Although Han Caldwell had submitted, Devlin was well aware of Han Caldwell's importance and treated him with due respect.

Aside from house arrest, Devlin would invite Han Caldwell to offer his opinions whenever major decisions arose.

Now with Lin Zhan causing such a commotion, it really left Han Caldwell without any face.

Devlin couldn't help but reprimand: "What nonsense is this! Lin Zhan, you've gone too far!"

He needed to maintain a balance, absolutely not allowing Lin Zhan to dominate.

Otherwise, his own position would be threatened.

Now that Lin Zhan had offended Han Caldwell, he was secretly pleased, as long as it wasn't an act, having two conflicting people as his right and left arms was the safest and most secure way.

"Larkin Davenport has rebelled!"

Lin Zhan angrily pointed at Han Caldwell: "He rebelled right after speaking with him on the phone!"

"What!"

Devlin turned around and immediately picked up the phone on the table.

However.

The call couldn't connect.

There was no getting in touch with Larkin Davenport's side at all.

"Damn it! What's going on!" Devlin felt a bit of panic for the first time; his plan was perfect and allowed no room for error.

The power in Larkin Davenport's hands wasn't weak, and besides, he was Han Caldwell's personal guard.

Could it be that they should let Han Caldwell go out to appease people?

That was even less feasible.

Devlin had always been on guard against Han Caldwell.

If Han Caldwell were to rally a cry, all his efforts would have been in vain.

"I just told Larkin Davenport to follow the previous orders! Lin Zhan, you were right beside me!" Han Caldwell was full of grievances!

This blame! Who could bear it?

There's no justice anymore.

"Don't argue!" Devlin pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a puff with his back to them.

"Lucien Radcliffe." He pointed outside the door: "Immediately have our people on alert. No matter what happens outside, hold your ground for me!"

"Yes!" Lucien Radcliffe glanced at Lin Zhan and Han Caldwell and strode out.

Devlin and Lin Zhan still had some power, but compared to Han Caldwell, it was far less.

"Han Caldwell, I'll trust you this time. If the people outside really come in to kill, you will also die!" Devlin picked up the Break Sky Knife from the table and looked coldly at Han Caldwell in front of him: "Today, I'll stay here in this room with you!"

"Report!"

Just as Devlin finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

An Undead Tribe warrior knelt on the ground: "Mr. Devlin, the people outside have mutinied! They outnumber us, and we couldn't stop them, so we all retreated!"

"What!" Devlin's hand shook, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground. "Alert! Close all the doors! The rebellion happened so quickly!"

He instinctively touched his head, which was dripping with cold sweat.

According to Devlin's plan, Han Caldwell basically wouldn't have the opportunity to contact the outside world; all that needed to be done was prolonging things to stabilize the situation.

But now.

The situation suddenly spiraled out of control.

With Lin Zhan present, Devlin believed Han Caldwell wouldn't step out of line.

Furthermore, because Han Caldwell was also part of their mutual interest alliance.

So how could the current events be explained?

"I will get to the bottom of this today!" Devlin felt a twinge of panic at the thought of those people outside turning to attack.

But letting Han Caldwell go out was even more unrealistic.

Having Han Caldwell in hand was like a trump card; those people definitely wouldn't act rashly!

"I am speechless." Han Caldwell remained silent.

The more he spoke, the more wrong it would get; today it's best to observe quietly.

He really couldn't understand, had Larkin Davenport gone mad?

Or was he mentally ill?

When did he ever say let him rebel?

"Consider the best and worst-case scenarios!"

Devlin pointed at Lin Zhan: "Go to the dungeon; at such a critical time, remember to take Sutton with you. This person must not fall into the hands of others; if possible, kill!"

The sounds of killing and shouting from outside were already clearly audible inside the house.

"Report!"

Someone else rushed in.

"The people outside are shouting to kill Devlin and rescue Han Caldwell and General Sutton!"

"What!"

Devlin finally couldn't sit still.

For those words to be said, it meant that people outside were very clear about the situation in here!

There was definitely a traitor!

But who was the traitor?

"Han Caldwell..." Devlin pointed outside: "Did you hear that? This is your subordinate; now I'm deciding whether to kill you or keep you alive!"

"If you kill me, the people outside will definitely kill you." Han Caldwell stood up angrily: "Come on! We'll go down together! I, Han Caldwell, have nothing to lose; if I can take a bunch of you with me, it's worth it!"

He didn't want to say anything meaningless anymore.

"Fine, then I'll fulfill it!" Devlin, holding the Break Sky Knife, walked up to Han Caldwell.

But suddenly, the sounds of killing and shouting outside disappeared.

"What's going on?" Devlin squinted his eyes, feeling that something was very wrong.

"Report!"

"The people outside have all left, only our people remain." The informer said, gasping for breath.

"Where did they go!" Devlin was stunned for a moment.

"I don't know!" The informer kept his head down.

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