Their Mistake, Her Rise - Chapter 464: Chapter 464

Hunk continued, "As the King's men, how can we just stand by and watch Kadeem be humiliated—especially by some weak little woman who couldn't even hurt a fly?"
The Black Knight, standing off to the side, almost interjected. He wanted to say that this woman was far from weak, but he remembered his own sorry state and kept his mouth shut.
He sneered to himself, 'The Top Four have always been bullies, never taking anyone seriously. If this mysterious woman really has what it takes, I might as well sit back and watch her tear them apart.'
"You worthless idiots! What the hell are you standing around for? Want me to be a laughingstock?" Kadeem barked.
His eyes gleamed with malice as he thought, 'I'll rip that woman's arm off and make her beg for mercy. Breaking a defiant bitch like her will be so much more fun.'
Shawn had long noticed Kadeem's lecherous gaze. If he didn't have a task, he'd have gouged out those disgusting eyes and crushed them under his boot right now.
Under Kadeem's order, the Top Four closed in on Zoe, surrounding her and cracking their knuckles, each itching for a fight. One of them sneered, "Bitch, you're really asking for it."
Zoe stood perfectly still, not even sparing them a glance.
Her unnerving composure stunned the men. 'How can she not be afraid of us?' they wondered.
"I'll go first!" Hunk growled, unable to hold back any longer. He swung his fist at Zoe, steel-spiked knuckle-dusters gleaming on his hand—each spike sharp enough to kill. A single blow would tear gaping, fatal wounds in an instant.
"Look! That woman's definitely done for," someone in the crowd jeered.
Kadeem bellowed, "Hold back, you oaf. I haven't even touched her. If you ruin that pretty face, I'll have your head!"
Hunk hesitated for just a split second at Kadeem's warning—but that single moment of hesitation was all Zoe needed. With lightning speed, she delivered a flying kick that sent the massive man hurtling through the air.
Kadeem was still lounging on his throne when Hunk came hurtling toward him. Caught completely off guard, he took the full brunt of the impact.
Furiously, Kadeem shoved Hunk aside. This time, he was truly enraged and roared, "Damn it! How dare she hurt me? Kill her now."
The remaining three were stunned—none of them expected a woman to be this savage, sending such a brute flying with just one kick. Clearly, she was no weakling.
"Let me handle this," the man with a dagger snarled and then suddenly lunged at Zoe. His dagger moved like an extension of his body, flashing with deadly precision as he aimed straight for her throat—a strike that would mean certain death, blood spraying everywhere.
Everyone knew how lethal his dagger was—its speed unmatched. Now, the whole crowd held their breath, waiting to see Zoe's throat get slit.
Kadeem roared with laughter, "Servants, bring the finest wine—need a toast to this victory."
With a metallic clang, the spinning dagger shattered the goblet the King had just raised, drenching him in crimson wine.
Kadeem's face turned livid. He didn't know what happened.
As Kadeem turned to curse his dagger-wielding henchman, he froze—the man was clutching his throat, eyes bulging in terror. After a violent shudder, he collapsed to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
Incredibly, the one whose throat was slit wasn't Zoe, but one of the Top Four. This was jaw-dropping. The crowd gasped, eyes bulging in disbelief.
The two remaining men exchanged nervous glances, no longer daring to underestimate her. The one with the whip lashed out at Zoe's arm, while the other leveled the dark muzzle of his gun at her.
The whip cracked and the gun fired at the exact same moment—one to immobilize her, the other to end her life.
With this double assault bearing down on her, they were certain Zoe was as good as dead.
The spectators shared the same conviction—after all, how could one person possibly take on two opponents at once? And no matter how fast she was, there was no way she could outrun a bullet.
Kadeem sneered, "Let's see how you survive this."
A gunshot rang out—the bullet grazed Zoe's cheek as she seized the whip bare-handed, yanking it free in one fluid motion.
It all happened too fast for anyone to process. All they saw was Zoe swing the whip-wielder like a battering ram straight into the gunman.
The sudden impact caused the gun to discharge, killing the whip-wielder instantly, while the gunman's neck snapped from the brutal collision with his own teammate.
Zoe single-handedly wiped out two of Kadeem's elite Top Four in an instant—the sheer brutality of it left everyone utterly stunned.
The crowd fell deathly silent. If they had once feared Kadeem for his power, now they trembled before Zoe's ruthless efficiency. No one dared mock her anymore—some of the more timid had already slipped away through the shadows.
The Black Knight slumped to the ground. He had even thought about revenge earlier, but now he just felt lucky that she didn't kill him. It was clear she could make it.
Zoe's icy gaze locked onto Kadeem.
The women around him had already fled in fear, but he showed no sign of panic. With a sharp clap, a squad of heavily armed guards appeared and surrounded the area. He sneered, "One word from me, and you'll be Swiss cheese."
Zoe didn't move a muscle or say a word—she just pinned Kadeem in place with an icy, unblinking stare.
Kadeem felt a surge of irritation as Zoe remained so defiant. He snarled, "You still don't believe me? Then I'll show you just how powerful I am. Guards! Kill her—now!"
A hail of bullets was about to rip through the air—certain death. Yet Zoe didn't flinch or even attempt to dodge.
Kadeem's heart skipped a beat at Zoe's unnerving calm. 'Could it be that something terrible is about to happen?' he thought uneasily.
As if confirming his premonition, a barrage of gunfire erupts—round after round tearing through the air—yet Zoe stands there without a single scratch.
Kadeem was stunned. He spun around to his men—only to find them all lying lifeless in pools of blood. Not a single one remained standing. Now, a squad of heavily armed men had surrounded his remaining forces. The rest would be slaughtered in mere moments.
Kadeem roared, his face twisted with fury, "Who the hell are you? So you've been planning this all along! How did you get past all those guards outside?" He hurled question after question, but the room remained silent—no one bothered to answer him.
Shawn moved to Zoe's side, his voice icy. "I really can't stand those eyes of his. Let me gouge them out."
"Fine, he's all yours if you want him," Zoe agreed.
Shawn advanced on Kadeem with slow, deliberate steps.
Kadeem stumbled back two steps in fear, his voice trembling. "W-what do you want?"
Shawn said coldly, "I hear you're heavily involved in human trafficking and the organ trade. In just a few short years, you've killed so many people—dozens? Or hundreds?"
Kadeem snapped back, "What's that supposed to mean?"
Since Kadeem still refused to admit it, Shawn produced a stack of documents. "Here's the evidence—every name on these pages is someone you killed and harvested for your organ trade. Now it's time for you to pay with your own life."