“G-Grim Reaper?!” Lightning Tiger was surprised to see the man. Chills ran down his spine instantly. Jeremiah Reaper, the man who killed Gabriel Black, Cronus’ strongest fighter. Lightning Tiger was horrified. His legs turned weak and he almost fell on his knees. Jeremiah extended his broken sword to Lightning Tiger’s neck and lifted his chin. It was just the tip yet it managed to stop Lightning Tiger from kneeling. “Don’t kneel here. Go kneel at the hospital. You still have half an hour left.” Then, Jeremiah left. “I thought Frank said that guy is just some useless shit? But the Grim Reaper is here to deliver his message?!” Lightning Tiger was confused. “Boss, you still have half an hour left.” It was his man’s reminder that brought him back from his shock. “Quick! I have to go to the hospital now!” Lightning Tiger darted out of his office and drove to the hospital like a madman. He managed to reach the hospital within the time limit. “Huh! Huh! M-Master
Lighting Tiger was shocked by Kaze’s words. “But the Chapmans would never agree.” The Chapman family had more than a hundred people living in Jade Estate, yet someone they hated wanted to erect a cenotaph next to where they lived. They would never allow it. “Then make the Chapman family move. Since the Jade Estate is ready, I just need to prepare my brother’s cenotaph, and no need to waste time building another tomb for him.” James’ death anniversary was around the corner. Lightning Tiger was completely stunned by Kaze’s self-righteousness. He did not expect Kaze to be this tyrannical. Kaze planned to move the Chapmans away from the estate that they had been living in for generations so that he could use the place to erect James’ cenotaph. It would be a huge humiliation to the Chapman family! Kaze then glanced at him and said, “Bring some people over there to inspect the place and deliver my message to the top three families…” …Belarus, Edward, and Flint, the he
“Cenotaph!? You want to erect a cenotaph in Jade Estate, where hundreds of my family live?! What the hell is this, Lightning Tiger?! I dare you to say it one more time in my face and I will kill you right now!” Even with his wealth of experience, Belarus was seething with anger. If a cenotaph was erected in the estate, then the Chapman family’s ancestors would probably jump out from their graves to hold him responsible. “Master Chapman, you are right. It is exactly what that person meant. I am not going to repeat myself,” Lightning Tiger said. “Oh and since all three of you are here, that person wants me to deliver a message.” The three heads of families frowned and glared at Lightning Tiger. “The message reads: Three days later will be James White’s death anniversary. The Chapman family is to move out of the Jade Estate by then. On the day of the anniversary, all family members of the top three families, men and women, old and young, shall visit James White’s grave and kne
Edward later gave another suggestion. Their hands were tied when it came to Jesse, but they could stir problems for Shangrila Group. Conflict could start from within. Even though they could not do anything to Jesse, the least they could do was give him something to think about. “Sir, Lightning Tiger has conveyed your message to the top three families. “He has surrendered all his personal and company assets. He even volunteered to lead his men to mourn for James on the anniversary of his death.” Reeve updated Kaze at the hospital. “I see. Since he knows his place, I can spare his life for now.” Kaze waved his arm and said, “It doesn’t just stop with the top three families and Lightning Tiger. I want those who were involved in Shangrila Group’s downfall to be there for James’ death anniversary.” “Of course. I will get Shane to uncover them all.” Reeve had been with Kaze to Melrose, so he knew that Shane was one of Kaze’s minions now. It was time for the minion to do h
“It’s understood that your concert is held on the same day as the death anniversary of Mr. James White, the former chairman of Shangrila Group.“We received word that Shangrila Group will organize a remembrance for James to celebrate him. “Are you holding the concert as part of the event, Taylor?” The interview went on. Taylor responded, “My concert is unrelated to that event. It’s just a coincidence.” It was far too much of a coincidence to be written off as chance.“Can I be blunt and ask you about the alleged abuse James committed on you that rocked the community two years ago?” “I have nothing to say about that. I want to leave the past behind. It’s time I move on.” Taylor added with grace, “I have come back to the city where my nightmare first began because I have put the incident behind me.” “Shangrila Group faced public criticism two years ago and finally bankrupted, but the company has been restructured recently.” The journalist asked, “Do you have anything
“The ungrateful girl never picked us up from the airport when we were back from business trips.” Agatha criticized her daughter. Taylor? Talk about a coincidence. Kaze said, “I saw on the news that Taylor has checked into the hotel in the city.” “Rose must be off somewhere then. Just call and ask her. She can’t go missing,” Agatha responded in annoyance. She then carried on chatting with Agnes. Kaze had to go out again. He gave Rose a call when driving out of Skylar View District. “K-Kaze?” Rose mumbled over the phone. She had no qualms about addressing Kaze confidently when they met for the first time. Kaze made a favorable first impression on her family as he came across as competent. However, the incident involving Alan ensued. Although Kaze was later proven to be framed, Rose’s family looked down on Kaze because he was a good-for-nothing. Rose believed Kaze was not good enough for her outstanding cousin, Darcy. On the contrary, Kiev and Darcy were a pe
“I have my ways,” Kaze replied. He sniffed the air and frowned. The air was thick with the stench of alcohol and tobacco in the private lounge. The fan club members were young, but they were working adults with potty mouths. Coming from a strict household, Rose was a Miss Goody-Two-Shoes. She had no experience interacting with the group. Rose was oblivious to the lewd stares from the boys. “It’s time to go home, Rose. Your mom told me to pick you up,” Kaze said. The surprise quickly wore off. Rose figured Kaze found her by asking an employee where she was. She shook her head and replied, “I have something going on later. You should go back. I’ll catch my own ride. I’ll let my mom know.” By the looks of her red face, Kaze was sure that Rose had a lot to drink. She might get herself in a situation if he were to leave without her tonight. “No. You’re coming home with me now.” Kaze made a beeline to Rose and reached his hand out to pull her up. Smack! An arm cut a
Kaze remained unfazed even when the group ridiculed him, and a young woman insulted him. Terry did not think Kaze was a threat at all. “I was wondering why it was getting musty here. It must be the unwelcome visitor.” Terry pointed at the door and said with a fake smile, “Please leave us in peace. You are not welcome here.” Kaze did not want to remain in a smoky room anyway. He turned to Rose. “Are you really not leaving, Rose?” “Why are you so annoying? I told you to leave. Just stay out of my business!” Rose shouted angrily at Kaze. She blamed Kaze for embarrassing her. “Alright then.” Without another word, Kaze turned to leave. Since she had made herself clear, Kaze did not intend to interfere with her personal affairs anymore. Rose was eighteen. She was an adult. She should take responsibility for her own actions. Bang! The door to the private lounge opened with a thud. A guy backed into the lounge and fell on his bottoms with a cry. “Are you alright,
“Huh?” Jiro frowned but then quickly smiled. He took the glass of whiskey from Cyan and said, “I’m always happy to give a beautiful woman some space.” Cyan breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around to face Kaze with a different look and said, “Kaze, what have you done? “Can you stop causing trouble? Stop bragging and stop with your nonsense! This is no time for that! Kneel before Mr. Sakamoto and ask for forgiveness! If he’s happy, your punishment might be lighter!” The look on her face screamed resentment for Kaze. “Now! If you waste this chance, I won’t care about your life and death anymore!” She did not want to get involved in his nonsense. Yet she was the one who organized the gathering and if something happened to Kaze, injured or dead, her father would scold her to death. It explained why she steeled herself up and tried to save Kaze, or so she assumed she was saving him.Kaze said, “Cyan, you should worry about yourself first. And, if you don’t want to be thei
Kaze was quiet during the entire confrontation, so no one noticed him until now. Wesley and the others finally thought of him. Kaze did not kneel! Wesley and the others were aggrieved. Kaze remained seated as he said, “Why should I kneel?” “You think you don’t need to kneel because you knocked out one of my men?” Jiro narrowed his eyes and said, “Only Brother Draig doesn’t need to kneel here. All the other men have no right to speak to me on their feet! It’s decided by strength!” He spoke in a deep and intimidating voice, expressing his displeasure. Everyone sensed the anger in his tone. With his intimidating presence, he would not allow an unruly person to disrupt the situation he had under control. He deliberately held back from the first strike because he wanted the overwhelming presence that he had created to force Kaze down on his knees. Such a way that targeted one’s mentality was smarter and more effective. “Kaze, you idiot! Why aren’t you down on your kn
“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