Liam, Joseph, and Albert came out of Carson Mansion and stepped into the car that had been waiting for them outside the gates. Liam stared at the gates of the looming mansion in silence, his vengeance churning beneath his gaze as his aura crackled maliciously. Joseph slid into the front passenger seat and followed Liam's gaze. He then asked, "Sir, what should we do next?"Liam did not reply and instead continued to stare at the gates of Carson Mansion in vengeful silence. Joseph continued, "Sir, why do you need to go to so much trouble for people as insignificant as the Carsons? You could've sent the Stormwing Riders instead, and they would've squashed them in an instant."Albert, who was sitting at the wheel, also piped up, "Joseph's right, sir. Although the Carsons deserve to be punished, I don't think you should've gone to so much trouble for them. That Nash Carson, though! I can't believe he used to be an army general. No respectable soldier would allow his descendants to com
This news soon took the entire Dernburg state by storm. Within minutes of receiving this mysterious message, all of these businesses summoned their employees to emergency meetings to discuss their plan of action. Everyone knew that without a doubt, the Carsons had gotten themselves in trouble, and someone was out to get them. The news spread through the grapevine, and soon, even the underground mafia caught wind of this and began to debate the validity of this declaration. It did not take long for the citizens to overhear, and everyone began to wonder if this would be the downfall of the legendary Carson family. Some of the businesses and enterprises believed that whoever was behind this attack should be trusted, on the basis that only someone influential would be able to pass on this message across the entire state so swiftly. Therefore, they should not risk offending such a powerful force to defend the Carsons.Therefore, they chose to cut ties with the Carsons without hesitat
Nash's expression was solemn, and he nodded in agreement. "You're right, Cirold. Our family has a strong foundation in this city, and it will take more than a cryptic phone call to take us down! This has certainly opened my eyes to the loyalty of those around me!"Cirold replied, "Of course, Father. Our entire family holds the lifeline of the Dernburg City economy on our backs, not to mention Austin and Rocky's positions certainly also add to our power. This person can shake us up all he wants, but he won't even make a dent in us. Have you ever stopped to consider who this mysterious person might be, Father?"Nash immediately blurted out, "Are you trying to say Liam might be the one behind this?"Cirold nodded. "You're right, Father. Don't you think it's too much of a coincidence? Just a few hours ago, he showed up at our door, giving us an ultimatum, and now out of nowhere, a mysterious caller notified the entire state of our impending downfall and warned them to take action."Nas
Cirold's face lost all its earlier mockery as he spoke of Liam, his features twisting into a complex frown."Dad, even if Liam is a vet from the Pendragon War Zone, he's just a small fry," Cirold said, his brow creased with concern.Nash listened, his brow furrowed in thought. "Are you suggesting that the Pendragon folks are behind our troubles with the Carson family?"However, as quickly as the thought appeared, he dismissed it with a shake of his head. "No way. There's no beef between us and the Pendragon War Zone. Besides, we're under the Wynnstan war zone's umbrella at Dernburg, miles away from Pendragon territory. There's no chance we've stepped on their toes."As they talked, Nash gave the papers in his hand another quick once-over. With each page, his frown deepened until, in a burst of rage, he slammed the papers down on the table. "I can't believe it. That damn Liam, a vet from the Pendragon War Zone... That makes things a lot trickier than we thought. If I'm not wrong, th
The anxiety gnawing at Nash's heart intensified. With a furrowed brow, he reached a decision, spun on his heel, and settled back into his chair. He pulled out his phone and called."Hello, I need to speak with Cirold. This is his father, Nash."At the same time, over at the Oceanic Hotel, Liam stood in his military regalia, his figure draped in a battle robe adorned with a green dragon and gold trim, a silent sentinel before the presidential suite's expansive windows. His gaze swept over the streets below, eyes glinting with an icy resolve.Joseph and Albert, clad in their own dark uniforms, stood by Liam, a fierce chill emanating from them. They watched the streets below, faces alight with anticipation.The streets outside the Oceanic Hotel were teeming with goons brandishing bats and blades.It was not just there; the surrounding blocks were crawling with the same kind of muscle, all converging on the hotel in a menacing tide.Joseph peered down at the unfolding chaos, a spark
As Cirold stepped from the vehicle, the crowd of armed enforcers watched him with a mix of reverence and awe, their faces etched with respect for the man who commanded their unwavering loyalty.A henchman with an air of authority approached Cirold, bowing deeply with utmost respect. "Boss, the crew's all here, just waiting on your word!"Cirold's gaze cut like a blade through the crowd of toughs encircling the Oceanic Hotel, a satisfied glint in his eye. A smirk played on his lips as he commanded, "Excellent! Fetch Liam for me. His time's up today!""Understood!"The henchman's voice boomed in agreement. He rallied a group of enforcers, and they stormed the hotel, barreling up to Liam's room on the top floor with unstoppable force.However, within minutes, the scene turned chaotic. The henchman and his crew were sent flying out the hotel's top-floor windows, cascading down amidst a shower of glass, landing in a gruesome heap before Cirold—lifeless, bloodied.Cirold's face twisted
Liam's gaze was icy as he stared down Cirold, who was only a few steps away. "Cirold, you think you can take me down?"A voice, fierce and commanding as if it had marched straight out of the depths of hell, spoke a few simple words that sent a shiver down everyone's spine! Cirold and the horde of thugs all fixed their eyes on Liam. As they took in his attire, they were rooted to the spot in shock!Boom!It was like a bomb had gone off right beside them, the buzzing in their ears like the drone of a thousand bees!The thugs, in particular, were struck dumb as they took in Liam's attire—a battle robe with a green dragon and gold trim and the dark of a military uniform peeking out from beneath. They gasped in unison!Was he actually wearing a military uniform?Their eyes were wide with disbelief, glued to the uniform on Liam, fear etched into their faces.Who would have thought these three were from a war zone?The uniforms they donned were the same as those worn by high-ranking
Liam was supposed to be a mere last member of the Cole family from Drunham City, how could he be...?Cirold's face was a canvas of horror as he stared at Liam and the others, his voice quivering with rage, "Liam, just who the heck are you??"Hearing that, a subtle smile crept onto Liam's face, laced with an icy chill. The commanding presence of the Pendragon's top commander was on full display, not bothering to hide it for a second!"Who do you think I am?"Liam gestured broadly, lifting up the robe embroidered with a golden-trimmed green dragon. The majestic five-clawed green dragon soared above the robe, swirling amidst auspicious clouds. Illuminated by the lights, the dragon seemed to come to life, ready to take flight at any moment!The instant Cirold's eyes landed on the majestic five-clawed green dragon adorning the regal robe, his mind detonated in a thunderous roar. The world around him dissolved into nothingness, and his gaze locked on the green dragon's golden embroidery