But the Godfather's tolerance for him was even higher, whereas Shadow would suffer brutal punishment for just a minor mistake.
Although both were of equal status in the organization, in the Godfather's heart, their standings were worlds apart.
"You think I am more cruel to Shadow than to King? Mason, after being with me for so long, you still can't see through me!" the Godfather laughed eerily.
Mason was taken aback, then suddenly realized.
That's right, at most the Godfather would physically harm Shadow, but for King, he might want to destroy his spirit, leaving his soul full of gaping wounds.
Perhaps in the Godfather's eyes, only by breaking King down could he be reborn and become the ideal successor he envisions.
"King, you better not disappoint me!" The Godfather's finger bones tapped on the armrest of his chair, the corner of his mouth revealing a cruel smile. If Ye Lu, that girl, knew her husband was trafficking drugs, who knows what her expression would be.
