"I'm not from any prominent family, but Nathan lost to me. I now own 51% of the shares in the Whalens' oilfield and electric transmission channel in the Northern Frontier. Nathan personally agreed to transfer the management rights to me," Frederick said coldly.Upon hearing this, Nick's expression darkened drastically."You’re Frederick?" he asked through gritted teeth."That's right. Nathan wasn't a match for me, so do you think you can cause me any trouble? I suggest you give me what I want unless you want me to take action personally," Frederick responded arrogantly.Nick sneered, clearly unimpressed. "Nathan losing to you was something I expected. He's old and can no longer manage the vast family business.""Do you think your men are stronger than the Whalens' elite squad, the Eight Warlords?" Frederick raised an eyebrow. He had to admit, the Eight Warlords were among the top fighters in the entire cultivation realm."The Northern Frontier is full of powerful individuals, man
"We were blinded by greed! Please, spare us this time! We won’t dare to do it again!" pleaded the six men repeatedly while groveling at Frederick’s feet. Nick was stunned. These six were notorious killers, capable of any atrocity. He was curious as to what Frederick had done to make them so terrified.The thought sent a chill down Nick’s spine."You said the same thing last time," Frederick sneered.Back when he was still in the Northern Frontier, the Satanic Six had already gained a fearsome reputation outside the borders. Eventually, they grew bold enough to cross into the Northern Frontier, intending to wreak havoc there. As demonic cultivators, their bloodlust would get stronger from the number of people they killed. But before they could start their slaughter, they ran into Frederick, who had just returned.At that time, Frederick was drenched in blood and his aura was overwhelming.The Satanic Six had never encountered someone with such dense bloodlust. Just one look fro
Nick's face was twisted with malice, and his eyes were bloodshot. It was clear he was ready to press the detonation button. Losing the oilfield and electric transmission channel might be a severe blow for the Whalens, but for him, it was everything. He had already defied orders and shown his disloyalty. If he lost the oilfield and electric transmission channel now, he would definitely face a miserable death."Get out of the Northern Frontier right now! If you dare try to claim the oilfield and electric transmission channel, I’ll blow everything up! "The consequences are something none of you can afford! There are thousands of tourists in the area every day, the national forest is a treasure, and the Mausoleum of King Polaris is a priceless cultural relic! If any of these are destroyed, you’ll all go down in history as the worst criminals in Drakonia!""As for me, if I lose the oilfield and electric transmission channel, I’m as good as dead anyway! So, don’t doubt me. If you pus
Levi's eyes widened in disbelief, almost popping out of their sockets. He now understood what Frederick meant when he said Nick wouldn’t get the chance to set off the explosives. Frederick had wiped out all the bombs with sheer power.“You’re in charge now,” Frederick said. He casually tossed the detonation remote to Levi, who fumbled to catch it, holding it like a hot potato. Then he glanced at Nick, who was slumped on the ground in a daze. "He’s lost all his will. I doubt he’ll be causing any more trouble,” Frederick added. The next step was for Frederick to arrange for someone to take over the oilfield and the electric transmission channel. However, he was still undecided on who should manage it.As he stepped out of Nick’s villa, his phone began to vibrate intensely.He was surprised to see a long list of missed calls—all from Celia. The earliest one was from more than half an hour ago. It seemed Nick had installed a signal jammer in his home.In addition to the misse
Frederick could hear Liana’s heavy breathing on the other end of the phone.“I’ll come by after I finish up here,” he said hastily before hanging up. He had a feeling that if he kept talking, things might take an unexpected turn.Although Liana said it would take three minutes, she sent Celia’s location information in less than two.[She’s on the move, and her car’s license plate is... The destination is marked by the red dot on the map. It’s a large underground casino and bank in the Northern Frontier area.] Liana’s text read.Frederick immediately got into his car, and drove there.The guard at the casino entrance stopped Frederick. "Sir, please stop! This is a private club. You can’t enter without permission.""Isn’t this a casino? I’m here to have fun," Frederick replied, frowning impatiently.The two guards exchanged glances.“Sir, for the safety and privacy of our guests, first-time visitors are subject to certain requirements,” one of the guards said politely. “The fir
‘One lucky round, that’s all,’ the casino manager thought, not taking Frederick seriously. After all, they had to let the big fish taste some success before they got hooked.This time, Frederick placed the entire twenty million on "Low." The dealer caught a signal from a corner of the room reflected on the dice cup's surface. He discreetly released the button under his foot, and revealed the dice."Two, three, four—low wins!"Now, Frederick had 40 million.For the third round, he went all in again, betting on "Triple."A "Triple" meant all three dice show the same number, which was an incredibly low probability. Many people thought Frederick had lost his mind betting 40 million on such a long shot. However, the dealer’s expression changed. He knew the dice were set to land on a Triple!After three consecutive correct guesses, even a fool would sense something was off. The dealer realized he was up against a pro.The reflection in the dice cup showed a man signaling with
"What are we playing?"Inside the private room, Carlos stared at Frederick pitifully. He wondered if Frederick would break down and cry, or would take his own life after losing. He was excited as he thought of the ways Frederick would choose to commit suicide. "Let's play dice, just a simple game of high or low. What do you say?" Frederick suggested nonchalantly."Alright, high or low it is!" Carlos slapped the table, and an employee quickly brought over two sets of dice cups."Let's start small, with two billion,” Carlos said, and tossed two billion chips onto the table. Frederick followed suit without hesitation."Go ahead, you first," Carlos said.Frederick didn’t hesitate to pick up the dice cup and give it a casual shake before placing it on the table. Seeing his clumsy, amateurish technique, Carlos smirked with disdain.Then, Carlos picked up his own dice cup, performing an elaborate display of shaking it in the air before slamming it down on the table, brimming with
"Since you're not afraid of the challenge, why should I be?" Frederick shrugged.He didn’t need to exchange any more chips. After winning Carlos’s two billion, combined with his own, he already had four billion."Do you want to go first, or should I?" Frederick casually tossed the four billion worth of chips onto the table, as if they were game tokens."You go first," Carlos said, and suddenly broke into a manic laugh. "Never mind. After we’re done, I’ll leave you fifty bucks so you can grab a cab and go see a psychiatrist." Frederick shook his head in exasperation, grabbed the dice cup, and began to shake it.Suddenly, countless black misty ghosts surged out of Carlos’s hollow eye, rushing toward Frederick."There won’t be any numbers as you won’t get to finish shaking those dice this time! You’re done!" Carlos cackled.Frederick smirked and opened his mouth—Heavenly Lion’s Roar!The roar seemed to cleanse the hearts of all who heard it. In the casino, every gambler stood sti