“It should be. It’s the first time I've seen a helicopter flying out from that place.” Agnes was not sure. Kiev said with a smile, “It should be Chief Commander Lang. Did you see the logo of a sword on the helicopter? That’s the mark of the God of War Palace, so that helicopter must belong to the God of War.” “God of War Palace’s helicopter has more authority than helicopters from Lilyrose Strategic Department. “Once it lifts off, the Air Control Department would lock down the airspace. No other aircraft are allowed in the air so that the God of War can fly in his helicopter without having to deal with air traffic. “Chief Commander Lang must have some urgent matter to attend to himself.” Everyone was enlightened by Kiev’s explanation and was also jealous. Agnes asked curiously, “Kiev, your father is the vice commander of Lilyrose Strategic Department, does he have a personal helicopter? Does the Air Control Department seize the air traffic for your father to attend offici
Kaze frowned. He looked at Reeve beside him. Reeve went up to the security guard and showed him the iron badge that he carried. “I am Reeve Carter, security captain of Chief Commander Draco Lang of Lilyrose Strategic Department. Inform your park manager and hand Ms. Darcy Quint to us!” “Chief Commander Draco Lang? You might as well say the God of War. Look at the kid behind you, does he look anything like the chief commander? You think you can scare me with some made-up names?” The guard scoffed at Kaze and took them as a fool. He waved impatiently and said, “Get out of here.” Reeve was furious when he was embarrassed by a mere security guard in front of Kaze. Kaze’s expression turned cold. He simply wanted to walk in. At the same time, inside the gate, two majors in uniform bearing angry looks on their faces headed out while being escorted by several burly men. As they walked, the two majors grumbled their grievance aloud. “Our superior is Trevor Rumhold, the comma
The two cars stopped in front of the logistics park. Hector, Agnes, Agatha and her family, plus Kiev, alighted the cars. Only Sky did not follow because he was still mad at his sister for divorcing Kaze. The two families were surprised to see Kaze at the entrance as well. They did not expect to see him here, let alone be earlier than them. “Kaze? What are you doing here? Did you break out of prison?!” Agnes said coldly with an obvious sense of disgust. She had no respect for him. “Mother, my name is cleared. I did not murder Alan Cumminghamn. I heard Darcy was apprehended by the owner here, so I came to bring her out…” Kaze explained. “Don’t call me your mother! I am no longer your mother-in-law!” Agnes shouted at him and warned him with a ferocious glare. “Kaze, how dare you come here for Darcy? She’s in this trouble because of you. If not because of you, why would she come all the way to Melrose?” “You are a menace!” Kaze chose silence as a reply to Agnes’ scold
“Kiev, since the Strategic Department has already sent men over to negotiate, I believe Shane Blanc has agreed to release Darcy, right?” Agnes ignored Kaze completely as she was only concerned about her daughter’s well-being. Kiev said confidently, “Of course. The Strategic Department has intervened, and Shane would surely release Darcy now. “Let’s just go get her. I believe she’s afraid and she definitely wants to see you the most.” Agnes smiled. “Then let’s go inside and bring her back. Kiev, thank you so much for this. Tell the guard to open the gate for us,” she said with utmost gratitude. “Of course.” Kiev went over to the guard. The guard judged a book by its cover. He saw Kiev coming out of a Maybach and he knew that the young man must have a decent background, so he was more polite than before. A moment later, Kiev came back. “Aunt Agnes, we can go inside to bring Darcy out. He’s going to let us in.” “Great!” Agnes nodded happily. Everyone then went in
Shane was indeed the most well-connected informant in South River State. He knew Kiev’s name by just looking at him. Kiev was slightly surprised. He nodded and said, “I am. Darcy Quint is my friend, so you should release…” Before he could finish, Shane interrupted him again. “I will let you off the hook this time, for the sake of your father. Now take your little friends and piss off.” Shane pointed at Agnes and the others. Kiev was infuriated. “Shane Blanc, how dare…” “FUCK OFF! Hear me!?” Shane’s men went up and surrounded Kiev. One of them put his massive hand on Kiev’s shoulder. The pressure he felt on his shoulder hurt him, making him sweat profusely. A while later, under Shane’s men's angry glare, Kiev, Agnes, and the others were escorted back to the park entrance. Similar to the two majors from Melrose Strategic Department, they were thrown out of the gates. Kaze noticed Kiev could not even lift his hand and he knew Shane must have taught the young man a le
“Aunt Agnes, I’ll think of another way. There must be a solution to this…” Kiev’s words no longer felt as powerful as before. Shane did not even take the vice-commander of South River Strategic Department seriously, let alone his son. Must Kiev find someone more powerful than his father to solve this problem? Agnes was drowning in her despair but she still consoled Kiev. “Kiev, don’t blame yourself. You’ve tried your best. You’ve helped us plenty. We are grateful for your help. It’s all because of Kaze! If not for him, Darcy wouldn’t be held inside. “Kaze, if anything happens to Darcy, I will haunt you for life even after I die!” Agnes was agitated and riled up. She wished she could strangle Kaze with her own hands. Kaze said, “Nothing will happen to Darcy. I said I will bring her out and I will bring her out.” “You? Not even Kiev can settle this. What makes you think you can?” Agatha and her family looked down on Kaze. “You are nothing but blindly confident.” E
Everyone held their breath. They felt like their worlds collapsed on them. How could Kaze call in a battalion of soldiers? How? They suspected that it might be a dream or an illusion. They rubbed their eyes and pinched their cheeks, but the pain told them that what was happening before their very eyes was real. It was all real! “So it was not him who was incapable, it was us…” Rose wished she could bury herself in a hole. She was the clown, not Kaze. “Oh. My. God. W-Who is Kaze exactly?!” Agatha almost passed out from the shock. She could not even maintain the same pitch. Knowing that she insulted Kaze earlier, her face turned red. “I have no idea…” Agnes’ mind went blank. Kiev looked at Kaze in fear. How could he go after Darcy if Kaze was this powerful? What gave him the confidence to snatch Darcy away from him? He was courting death, not Darcy! Kaze did not care about the reactions. He said to the guard at the entrance, “Tell Shane Blanc to come out r
Kaze nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. “I heard you got a hundred million from Darcy. Explain that,” he asked. Shane gulped nervously and said, “Ms. Quint wanted me to find out the traitor of Lefteria Group.” “And did you?” “I did. It’s a guy named Leo Lionel.” Kaze looked at him. “Based on what I know, Leo came to you and then went back to Lilyrose. Yet the ladies are held captive. How do you do business?” Shane got so frightened that he wanted to kneel, but Kaze stopped him with a fierce glare. He shuddered and managed to keep himself standing. “Sir! I was tricked! Leo gave me one billion and I fell for it! But I never thought of hurting Ms. Quint and Ms. Scarlet! It was him! It was Leo! He wants me…” Shane exposed Leo and his schemes without a second thought. Kaze’s eyes gleamed coldly after he learned the truth. Leo went back to Lilyrose alone because he wanted to use Shane to get rid of the ladies. He wanted to kill them with a borrowed knife! He orde
“Go, open another bottle of wine.” Jiro tapped Cyan’s face, causing her cheeks to turn pale. She turned to Draig with begging eyes. Draig said, “Brother Jiro, Cyan is my friend…” “Is she your woman?” Jiro interrupted him once more. Draig was taken aback by the question. He had an instinctive glance at Snow and shook his head. “No.” Jiro did not even look at him. He pointed at Cyan and said, “Go. Open a bottle of wine and wait for me. I like an obedient woman. I don’t like to be rough on a woman.” Cyan was horrified. She teared up as she reluctantly went off to get the bottle of wine. Jiro and the men behind him then hopped onto the couch, taking up the places that belonged to Wesley and his friends. They were ungentlemanly. The moment they sat down, they grabbed the pretty girls into their arms and molested them, treating them like mere playthings for pleasure. The ladies lost their smiles and looked horrified. They tried to break free but no matter how hard the
The arrogance that Draig brought back to Arcadia had finally been blunted. He nodded and said, “I’m Draig Tenby, the heir of the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists from Uleania. You are?” The Tenby family was the creator of the well-known Tenby Eight Extreme Fists technique. His father practiced the set of fists since he was young and his grandfather was publicly known as the grandmaster of the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists. Whenever a Tenby had to reveal his or her background, they would naturally reveal that they practiced the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists. In addition, the family and the technique were famous in Uleania and Arcadia. Once they revealed their background, even the fiercest enemy would be deterred. “The heir of the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists? Pardon me for not recognizing you earlier.” Jiro stood straight up and put on a strict face. He bowed and said, “Jiro Sakamoto, Refined Blade Clan.” “Jiro Sakamoto?!” Many others recognized the name and were shocked when they heard
Jiro pointed at the corner, indicating that the men could kneel there. His men behind him laughed in agreement. They then started to scrutinize the women as if they were picking one for themselves. The way they browsed through the women as if they were products left the women feeling sick and disgusted. Cyan’s face paled. She tried to shake off Jiro’s hand but could not even break free. She turned to Draig with eyes begging for help. “Let go of her!” Draig stepped up and stared down at Jiro. Jiro glanced at Draig and then raised his brows. He curled his lips up and said, “Hmph. And here I thought I found someone that I like.” “I said, let go of her!” Draig said, stepping closer to Jiro. Jiro tightened his clutch over Cyan’s jaw, making her tear up. He chuckled and said, “Beat me and I’ll let her go.” “You bastard!” Draig cursed. Cyan did everything she could to set him up with Snow, but he had to return the favor. Even though Draig feared Jiro, he steeled himsel
Everyone on the couch gasped in shock. A moment ago, the influencers, who were giggling and chuckling, waiting for Wesley to show off his strength, instinctively shrank in fear. “How dare you beat Wesley! You guys are asking for it!” Wesley’s followers failed to realize the severity of the situation. They bolted up, grabbed the nearest beer bottles, and jumped at the enemies. Jiro raised his hand to signal his men, indicating he would handle this challenge himself. Then, he stepped forward. Punches and kicks were dished out in a flurry. In less than thirty seconds, Wesley’s men were all beaten up to the ground, twirling around in painful groans. Like Wesley, they, too, suffered broken arms and legs. Everyone thought Wesley would be able to teach the Ryokanians another lesson they could not forget but it turned out the other way around. Other than Kaze and a few more, most of them on the couch were horrified. Cyan instinctively glanced at Kaze. She started to regret
Kaze frowned. He tapped on Snow’s shoulder, gesturing to her to sit down as they could no longer walk away. Since they were not part of this, Kaze wanted to leave the matter to Wesley and let them deal with it. The men were not towering but all of them were buff and bulky. Their muscles were obvious even through their uniforms. Their necks had the same tattoo of a sword, amplifying their ferocity. One of the men's heads was bleeding. He was the Ryokanian whom Wesley had hit with a bottle of beer. Wesley wiped the beer and snacks off himself and then shouted at the men, “Who the fuck are you pieces of shit? Do you know who the hell am I? How dare you hit my friend with the bottle?!” The leader of the Ryokanians was a young man in a black karate uniform. He was around 180 cm tall, which was considered tall among Ryokanians. He had a buzz cut that amplified his stern and stoic expression; his presence felt sharp and strong. He had a glass of whiskey in his hand as he loo
Kaze turned a blind eye to those who looked down on him. He smiled it off and said, “I don’t care whatever you guys want to say. I know if I am a coward or not. I am just giving you a friendly reminder. “Or else, when shit hits the fan, I don’t think everyone can be safe. Whether you want to take my advice or not, it’s up to you. As for Cyan…” He looked at Cyan with a serious look and continued, “If you don’t want this gathering to be ruined, you can consider what I just said.” Although he knew Cyan disliked him and would never take his words seriously, for the sake of Lock, he gave a piece of advice and did what he could. “Hmph!” Cyan scoffed. She remained seated with the glass of wine in her hand, looking at Kaze condescendingly. With a disappointed look, she said, “Don’t even talk to me. Since when were we that close? Wesley said what needed to be said. You are afraid of the Ryokanians, so be it. Don’t drag us down with you. You really think everyone is as cowardly as yo
No one knew what Wesley had gone through. Even Kaze felt that the useless coward was surprisingly brave. Therefore, he spoke up to give a piece of friendly advice, “Wesley, the Ryokanian wore the uniform of the Refined Blade and there’s an apprentice badge on him. I think he has some background. “If everyone wants to have a fun and peaceful night, you should consider changing the venue, or else trouble will come knocking.” Kaze thrashed Bronze Sparrow himself, so he knew the Ryokanians’ status in the establishment. When Zoro was still in charge of the place, the Ryokanians were basically the kings. Other than teasing the ladies, they could bring back whoever they were fond of and Bronze Sparrow could not do anything about it. After Miru took over, the Ryokanians no longer possessed the privilege. However, since Miru wanted to expand her business in Riverbank, she did not make enemies with the Ryokanians, so they were still welcome in the establishment. As long as they
Kaze’s words changed the expression of everyone around him. The influencers were left speechless. Kaze practically called them gold diggers! Yet he himself was a live-in husband and son-in-law! He had no right to call them gold diggers! Draig’s expression darkened. He did not expect Kaze to lecture him in front of the women. More importantly, Kaze sounded right and reasonable, leaving him with no words to argue back. No women at the scene would argue against Kaze’s words, or else they would practically admit that they were gold diggers. What was more unacceptable were the words that came from Kaze’s mouth, someone Draig looked down upon. If they were from someone with a similar status, he would still accept it. Yet Kaze was just a live-in useless piece of trash that all men despised! He was not even worthy to be a slave, let alone lecturing Draig in public! Draig felt insulted. “That’s enough, Kaze!” Right before Draig could lash out at Kaze, Cyan stepped up a
Yet Kaze simply sat down without having any knowledge of his status and position. More importantly, everyone else realized something was wrong. Cyan and the others stared at him coldly, silently wishing he would be self-aware enough to move away. Kaze, however, sat like a rock and ignored the gazes on him. He even picked up a piece of melon and started eating. Draig’s expression darkened. Wesley noticed the change of expression on Draig’s face and he, too, was agitated. Even he dared not have ill thoughts about Snow, a woman with exquisite beauty, yet Kaze, a live-in husband, showed no boundaries. “Slam!” Wesley slammed the table and bolted up. He pointed at Kaze and bellowed coldly, “Kaze Lee, Draig allowed you to stay but can’t you read the room? “This isn’t a place for you! You are just a bodyguard! Don’t you know Draig is into Snow? They are the main highlights for tonight! A piece of useless pie like you should get the hell away! Get it?!” The influencers who wer