Wilbur saw this but merely smiled before turning away to follow the server up to the second floor. The server pushed one of the doors open with a smile. "This is our cleanest room here, sir." Wilbur peered inside. It looked to be something you would pay below a hundred bucks for in Dasha. It was acceptable, at the very least. He nodded. Just then, the server batted her lashes at Wilbur. "Do you need any other services, sir? I'm really, really good." She leaned into Wilbur, pushing her chest against his arm. Wilbur took out two bills, stuffing them into the server's pocket with a smile. "I'm fine, thank you." "I'll make you feel good, sir. None of those idiots downstairs have ever gotten this special treatment before," said the server. Wilbur smiled. "No, I'm really alright." "Okay." The server looked a little disappointed. As she turned to leave, she said, "Sir, you should keep the door locked if you're on your own. It's safer that way." "Got it. Thank you." The s
She stared at the crystal grains on the floor in confusion. A pause later, she let out a scream that rang through the entire inn. At the same time. Kulu had just woken up as well. He smiled at the sight of his still-asleep wife and children before getting up to head to work. Kulu did not have breakfast, as his children hardly had anything to eat. Just as he pushed the creaky door of his house open, he saw a young man standing in front of him. Kulu widened his eyes in shock, nearly shouting out loud. The next second, his shock turned to fear as he stuttered, "Sir, I-I…" "Always choose kindness. It will lead to a better life for sure." Wilbur smiled, putting down a stack of bills. Just then, the flame serpent whooshed down from the sky. Wilbur leaped onto its back and soared off, disappearing into the clouds. Kulu stood still as a rock, his jaw agape. He stared at the money, his gaze full of disbelief. A while later, Kulu fell to his knees in a series of frantic b
Everett was bloodied all over, his face swollen, and his head leaned over to one side as he limped over. Two of Keith's men threw Everett to the ground, where he lay unmoving in a crumpled heap. Hannah was honestly unsure then if her father was still alive. "Why did you do this to him? You animals!" Hannah shouted, running towards her father. Harrod held her back, his voice sharp. "Calm down." Hannah looked nothing but enraged, but she did her best to reorganize her thoughts. It was not the time to be emotional. "Is my father still alive?" Hannah asked loudly. Keith shrugged. "Of course he is. He's just in this state because he wouldn't work with us." Hannah took several deep breaths. "I'll send you the money now. Bring my father over right after." Keith laughed. "Sure, but there's one more condition now." Hannah shouted at once, "You should keep a promise you've made, Keith." "Hey, am I not? I promised to let your father go. There's just another condition," Keith s
How she was going to explain this to Cape would be a problem for another day. Keith let out a peal of wild laughter at her words. "Sure. Get me ten billion dollars." Hannah nearly went purple with rage. Everest Foreign Trade had been making a loss all this time and was hardly holding on as it was. Upon the agreement with Cape, they had made the initial payment of five billion dollars, which had been used to save Everest Foreign Trade from bankruptcy. After clearing their debt and operation expenses, she was only left with roughly two billion dollars. Besides, that was not money that she could just spend however she wanted. It was still under Cape's supervision. Was this bastard out of his mind, asking for ten billion dollars? That was impossible. Hannah shouted, "Do you really think I can give that to you, Keith? Everest wouldn't even be worth ten billion dollars if I were to sell it. Where am I going to get you that money?" "You can't get me the money?" Keith smirk
Harrod saw this and grabbed her at once, holding her and stopping her from moving. "Not now. I haven't gotten the two billion yet," whispered Harrod. "You animal," Hannah spat. Harrod merely smiled, beckoning at Keith. Keith barked out a laugh, making his way over to Harrod as he eyed Hannah like a hungry beast. Hannah closed her eyes hopelessly. She could not even bring herself to imagine what was going to happen to her. Just then, a figure descended from the sky out of nowhere. The ground shook as though an earthquake had just happened. The cars were tossed into the air before landing on the ground again heavily. Everyone lost their footing, slipping, and falling to the ground as well. A huge cloud of dust kicked up. Everyone looked at where the figure had just landed in shock. The dust slowly cleared to reveal a young, handsome man with short, black hair. He stood with his hand behind his back, staring coldly at Keith and Harrod. Hannah blinked in shock.
The monster merely spun around Keith's weapons and vehicles once, and all of them were destroyed. Countless bodies were torched in the sea of flames. The remaining survivors were scared out of their wits, lying on the ground and wailing in agony. The monster flew in another circle. Upon making sure that there was no counter-attack, it hovered in mid-air, staring at the ground coldly with its enormous eyes. The crowd trembled in its presence, and no one dared to move in the slightest. Just then, the man made his way over to Hannah and Harrod. Hannah was still struck dumb. This man was handsome and charismatic, exuding confidence in his every move. Cool, calm, and collected. Hannah's chest pounded wildly. She felt her mouth going dry, and her body temperature rising steadily. Harrod fell to the ground on his knees. "Please, sir! I'm from Dasha, please spare me." The man eyed him coldly. "Really? You hardly seem human to me." Harrod raised his head shakily. "Ple
This power was much weaker in comparison to what Wilbur had in his body and hardly worth even acknowledging, but Wilbur had never experienced this form of power before. Was this… the power of faith? Wilbur widened his eyes in shock. If there was really power to be gained through religion, the amount of power gained from a large number of believers would be incredible. Would that mean that having an endless number of followers and believers yielded endless power? After a long silence, Wilbur pushed the thought to the back of his head. There were other problems to be dealt with right now. He looked at the Everest Foreign Trade security team coldly. "Who's the head here?" A man in his thirties walked forward shakily, staring at Wilbur in terror. "I'm the leader of the security team, sir." "What's your name?" "Hanson Kirk, Sir." "Why did you betray the company?" "We never wanted to do that!" Hanson saw the chance to explain himself and scrambled to take it. "Harrod'
Wilbur sneered. "Take me to your tribe. I'd like to take a look for myself." "Of course, Mighty Lord. Right this way." Omar scrambled to his feet, waving a hand. The men boarded what remained of their vehicles, before looking respectfully at Wilbur. Wilbur waved a hand, and the flame serpent swooped over. Omar and the Paro tribe let out another series of cries in worship, before setting out into the forest. Wilbur rode on the flame serpent, following them from above. Not long after, the cars stopped in a canyon amidst the woods and Wilbur landed as well. The canyon was surrounded by woods and mountains, with an entrance over ten meters wide for protection. There were stray goods lying around the flat grounds of the canyon, probably stolen or robbed loot that they have yet to sell off. Wilbur took a look around, before turning back to Omar. "In the name of the Lord of Fire Dragons, I order all of you to stand guard here until I return. I shall have a new mission for yo