The rest of the Yves family was about to wet themselves. They were as good as dead if anything were to happen to Justin. "Put Mister Yaegar down, now!" Asher was beside himself in panic, shaking as he called out to Wilbur. Wesley and Freddie were panicking too. They wanted to go up to Wilbur, but his hand was wrapped around Justin's neck and one wrong move could end up causing irreversible damage. The Eagle City Princes could hardly believe their eyes. Yes, they were hoping that Wilbur would cause a scene, but Justin's safety was at risk now. If Justin were to lose his temper, everyone here was going to get it. All three men stood in a flurry and shouted, "Put Mister Yaegar down! Are you out of your mind?" Wilbur glanced at the people around him. The Yves family was shocked, enraged, and terrified at the same time. The Eagle City Princes were scared out of their wits as well. The other guests were completely shell-shocked, standing there in a daze. Who knew how many
Now that things had gone south, he was blaming all of it on her. It was unfair. Yet he was the senior, and there was nothing Faye could do but hold back her indignance. She took a deep breath and was about to try again to make her grandfather take the elixir. However, Asher was completely oblivious, turning to Wesley and saying, "Have the guests leave. We'll wait for Master Braxton. I'll offer my life as an apology to him and Mister Clark." Wesley had no choice but to go to the podium and announce to the crowd shakily that the banquet was over. The crowd wanted nothing more than to get out of here. This was the epicenter of the disaster, and none of them wanted to be dragged into the mess. Just as they were getting up, Justin shouted, "No one's leaving! Stay where you are." Despite being restrained physically, Wilbur had not taken away Justin's ability to speak. His words made the crowd sit back down obediently. No one dared to go against Justin's words unless they had
Braxton's expression flushed slightly with anger as well. He would have already massacred them if it had not been for his son's safety. Yet he was experienced enough to be able to calm himself down, saying, "Buddy, just tell me what it is you want, and I'll do my best to satisfy you. You're only getting yourself into more trouble if you keep going. The government's power is not to be underestimated. You shouldn't get cocky just because you're a good fighter. I'd think this through if I were you." Braxton's words were both a threat and advice. They were not spoken to provoke the opponent but did not imply a surrender in any form either. The crowd nodded. The hotel was surrounded, and Braxton had shown up personally with a team of elites. All the weapons were aimed over here. The sound of the helicopters alone was enough to bear down on the crowd. Wilbur was a dead man for sure. So, what if he had Justin right now? If things were to get ugly, the crowd was certain that Braxto
Just to be safe, Braxton still said, "In that case, buddy, I'm sure you won't mind if I make a call to Mister Grayson and ask him about you, right?" "Of course not. Go ahead, Master Braxton," Wilbur smiled. Braxton nodded. He walked over to a corner, took out his phone, and dialed a number. Not long after, the call connected, and Braxton hurried to say, "Mister Grayson! Is this a bad time?" "Ah, Brax. I was just about to take a nap. What's the matter?" "Sorry for disturbing you, Mister Grayson. A young man named Wilbur Penn came looking for me and told me about the message you had for me. I just thought I'd call you to say that I haven't forgotten my roots. I promise to keep a pure heart in my position of power and use it to give people a better life. I'll never forget what you taught me." "Well, it's great that you remember that. I've retired now, but people like you worry me the most. You're in a position of power, and every move you make is a representation of our nation
The Yves family was shell-shocked. Who was this Wilbur guy, and how was he powerful enough to have Braxton act so meek all of a sudden? Faye heaved a sigh of relief at last. It seemed like Wilbur was in control of the situation now, and she could not help but let out a proud smile. Fabian stared coldly at his family, smirking to himself while also marveling at Wilbur's power once again. Fabian could see how Wilbur had Seechertown wrapped around his finger, but to take down Braxton so easily… that was something else. It seemed like Fabian had still underestimated Wilbur. Yet he was still proud in the very end to have such a capable son-in-law who was able to get the situation under control so easily. Now, Asher was finally going to realize who was the real hero of the Yves family, and who were the useless good-for-nothings. Wilbur chuckled, retracting the spiritual restraint he imposed on Justin. "Yes, it was just a misunderstanding. I had no choice but to restrain Justin beca
Amidst his shock, Asher managed to ask shakily, "C-Could I please know which Mister G-Grayson you're talking about here?" "Benjamin Grayson, of course," Braxton smiled. Asher went pale at once. There were many old men with the last name of Grayson in Dasha, but there was only one Benjamin Grayson. He was the founding father of Dasha, one of the most powerful people in the nation who had fought for Dasha's freedom. It turned out that he was friends with this Wilbur guy. It was no wonder Braxton had turned so meek at once. The Yves family stared at Wilbur in shock, fearing for their lives. If they could not afford to even mess with Justin, Wilbur was out of the question. With how the Yves family had treated Wilbur, who knew if he might get angry and demand compensation? Yet Wilbur merely picked up the Elixir of Life once again, walking up to Asher with a smile. "Grandpa, it wasn't easy for me to get this. You're not in good shape, so I really think you should take it be
The Yves family members exchanged glances. Braxton really was putting Wilbur on the highest of pedestals here. Then again, of course he would. Wilbur had Mister Grayson on his side, after all. Wilbur smiled. "I wouldn't go as far as to teach him a lesson. We can be friends, though." "That works too! Justin, have a drink with your friend." Justin hurried to raise his glass, toasting Wilbur respectfully. Wilbur drained his glass and turned to look at the Eagle City Princes. These men had long been scared out of their wits, standing there in a daze. Wilbur turned out to be someone even Justin could not afford to mess with, and they had offended him greatly. What was going to happen to them now? Just then, Braxton frowned. "I told you before not to be so close to those businessmen. It doesn't look good for you at all. Tell them to leave." "Yes, Dad." Justin waved a hand, and the Eagle City Princes ran for their lives. It could be said that Braxton had actually protected
"You're not wrong there," the old man said in a deep voice. "We did swear to that, but where are these forces of chaos and what do they look like? I don't think anyone aside from our founders knows, so how are we supposed to do anything?" "We can go looking for them if we don't know where or what they are. What about the Skull Cult? The Church of Bloodism? Don't they count?" Eileen responded. The old man seemed unaffected by the interrogation. "Elder Fall, we haven't been strong enough to go outside since we lost our founders. I'm glad you can protect yourself against these groups, but surely you can't expect everyone to put themselves at risk?" Eileen leaned back in her chair. "We will never be as powerful as our founders, but don't you think it's too much that the Skull Cult was in the country for so many years and we did nothing about it?" "Well, the Skull Cult's been taken down now, hasn't it?" the old woman said. Eileen replied, "It has been taken down, but not by us."