The anxiety gnawing at Nash's heart intensified. With a furrowed brow, he reached a decision, spun on his heel, and settled back into his chair. He pulled out his phone and called."Hello, I need to speak with Cirold. This is his father, Nash."At the same time, over at the Oceanic Hotel, Liam stood in his military regalia, his figure draped in a battle robe adorned with a green dragon and gold trim, a silent sentinel before the presidential suite's expansive windows. His gaze swept over the streets below, eyes glinting with an icy resolve.Joseph and Albert, clad in their own dark uniforms, stood by Liam, a fierce chill emanating from them. They watched the streets below, faces alight with anticipation.The streets outside the Oceanic Hotel were teeming with goons brandishing bats and blades.It was not just there; the surrounding blocks were crawling with the same kind of muscle, all converging on the hotel in a menacing tide.Joseph peered down at the unfolding chaos, a spark
As Cirold stepped from the vehicle, the crowd of armed enforcers watched him with a mix of reverence and awe, their faces etched with respect for the man who commanded their unwavering loyalty.A henchman with an air of authority approached Cirold, bowing deeply with utmost respect. "Boss, the crew's all here, just waiting on your word!"Cirold's gaze cut like a blade through the crowd of toughs encircling the Oceanic Hotel, a satisfied glint in his eye. A smirk played on his lips as he commanded, "Excellent! Fetch Liam for me. His time's up today!""Understood!"The henchman's voice boomed in agreement. He rallied a group of enforcers, and they stormed the hotel, barreling up to Liam's room on the top floor with unstoppable force.However, within minutes, the scene turned chaotic. The henchman and his crew were sent flying out the hotel's top-floor windows, cascading down amidst a shower of glass, landing in a gruesome heap before Cirold—lifeless, bloodied.Cirold's face twisted
Liam's gaze was icy as he stared down Cirold, who was only a few steps away. "Cirold, you think you can take me down?"A voice, fierce and commanding as if it had marched straight out of the depths of hell, spoke a few simple words that sent a shiver down everyone's spine! Cirold and the horde of thugs all fixed their eyes on Liam. As they took in his attire, they were rooted to the spot in shock!Boom!It was like a bomb had gone off right beside them, the buzzing in their ears like the drone of a thousand bees!The thugs, in particular, were struck dumb as they took in Liam's attire—a battle robe with a green dragon and gold trim and the dark of a military uniform peeking out from beneath. They gasped in unison!Was he actually wearing a military uniform?Their eyes were wide with disbelief, glued to the uniform on Liam, fear etched into their faces.Who would have thought these three were from a war zone?The uniforms they donned were the same as those worn by high-ranking
Liam was supposed to be a mere last member of the Cole family from Drunham City, how could he be...?Cirold's face was a canvas of horror as he stared at Liam and the others, his voice quivering with rage, "Liam, just who the heck are you??"Hearing that, a subtle smile crept onto Liam's face, laced with an icy chill. The commanding presence of the Pendragon's top commander was on full display, not bothering to hide it for a second!"Who do you think I am?"Liam gestured broadly, lifting up the robe embroidered with a golden-trimmed green dragon. The majestic five-clawed green dragon soared above the robe, swirling amidst auspicious clouds. Illuminated by the lights, the dragon seemed to come to life, ready to take flight at any moment!The instant Cirold's eyes landed on the majestic five-clawed green dragon adorning the regal robe, his mind detonated in a thunderous roar. The world around him dissolved into nothingness, and his gaze locked on the green dragon's golden embroidery
Cirold's eyes were aflame as he glared at his underlings, his face twisted into a snarl as he let out a few guttural shouts!Cirold then whipped his head around to face Liam at the hotel entrance, his expression seething with anger. He snapped, "Oh, please! Did you really think I hadn't figured you out? You almost had me, but who are you kidding? You, the Commander-in-chief of Pendragon? You're just a washed-up son-in-law from the no-name Stone family, and you have the nerve to claim such a title?"I've dug up everything there is to know about you. You're just a grunt who washed out of the Pendragon War Zone. You come back to Drunham City, marry into the Stone family, and now you strut around in a knock-off military uniform? Impersonating the Commander-in-chief of Pendragon is a one-way ticket to losing your head, you know!?"Cirold finished speaking, and with a dramatic sweep of his arm, he barked orders at her crew, "Everyone, get this straight! I've done my homework on this Liam
The scene erupted into chaos as Cirold and the would-be attackers froze in their tracks, caught off guard by the unexpected show of force.The air filled with the rhythmic pounding of footsteps.Thud thud thud!!Cirold and the thugs whipped around to face the commotion, their eyes widening in shock and fear.Down the road, a sea of at least a thousand soldiers clad in dark uniforms marched in perfect sync, fully armed and bearing down on them with the force of a thunderstorm.They moved like a massive dark serpent, swiftly encircling Cirold and the thugs, trapping them within their coils."Stormwing Riders, reporting for duty, Commander!" they bellowed, their voices thundering through the streets around the Oceanic Hotel.Those Stormwing Riders, each one battle-hardened and bristling with weapons, exuded a fearsome battle-readiness earned through countless brutal conflicts.As the Stormwing Riders took their positions, panic set in among Cirold and the thugs. They stared, terro
Joseph stood by Liam, an aura of menace about him, his eyes glinting with a frosty edge. "How dare you! Cirold, in the presence of the Commander-in-chief of Pendragon, not show some respect?"No sooner had he spoken than a fearsome intent to kill burst forth from Joseph and Albert, soaring skyward, all of it bearing down on Cirold.With a thud, he felt the weight of their wrath.No sooner had the words left his lips than Cirold bent over in a deep bow, overwhelmed by the towering aura of menace radiating from Joseph and Albert. He stood no chance against such an intimidating force.As Cirold lowered his head, his henchmen, who had been standing tall behind him, then dropped their weapons and followed suit, bowing their heads and shaking like leaves.Those guys were mostly small-time thugs, unaccustomed to the big leagues. While some were fearless to a fault, they were then facing not just any army but the legendary Pendragon Warriors!Next to the Stormwing Riders, they were just
With that, Liam flung his arm, his ceremonial coat with its green dragon emblem whipping through the air, and he strode past Cirold without a backward glance.Cirold's shock morphed into a snarl, his eyes wild with a thirst for vengeance.In a flash, he drew a pistol, aiming the dark barrel at Liam's back. "Bullshit! The Carsons are top dogs in Dernburg. My brother, Austin Carson, runs the command center, and Rocky's a general in Northern Biskeland. You think you can just sniff us? You may be the big shot of Pendragon, but if you're dead, who's to say what happened?" he screamed.Cirold had clearly lost it, and his mind fixated on a single, deadly goal: to take out Liam, regardless of his status as the Commander-in-chief of Pendragon. If Liam were dead, who would be the wiser?However, he had overlooked a crucial detail. It was not just about whether he could best Liam, the formidable five-star Dragon Marshal. There were also Joseph and Albert, the deputy commanders, not to mention
What would Liam do if he found out Prince Faber had captured his wife? Surely he would not hesitate to turn the entire city upside down to look for her?Prince Faber was more than familiar with Liam's fierce loyalty and could not help but begin to worry at the prospect of having to face his wrath. He stared at Keyon's leering face and asked with belated realization, "Mr. Yeager, you ordered me to capture all those people from the Drunham City Connoisseurs, but the truth is, your sole target has always been Liam's wife. Is that right?"Keyon nodded, smiling. "That's right. We could care less about those businessmen. All we wanted was to get our hands on Celena Stone!"I must admit I was very surprised when I found out that Celena Stone is the wife of the great King Pendragon. Not only that, but I made an even more shocking discovery—it turns out that Liam is none other than the lone survivor of the Cole family, the noble clan who were allegedly wiped out seven years ago!"The ment
After a few moments' hesitation, he finally decided to shoot his shot. "Mr. Yeager, there is something I don't understand. Why did the Yeagers order these businessmen's capture? I've looked into their backgrounds, and they are all honest businessmen who have not broken the law before. If the media catches wind of this, they will surely accuse me of abusing my power…"This was what Prince Faber had been worried about. He had already investigated the people whom the Yeagers ordered to be captured and did not understand why the Yeagers wanted them imprisoned. They were all civilians who had not committed any crime, and he dared not even imagine the consequences if the public found out he had ordered the incarceration of innocent citizens.Keyon understood immediately Prince Faber's concern. He smiled and replied in a reassuring tone, "Worry not, Prince Faber. We Yeagers have taken care of everything. We have made absolutely sure to cover up all your tracks, and no one will know you were
Meanwhile, Celena and the group were taken out of the hotel and shoved forcefully into a couple of jeeps waiting at the entrance. They were whisked away to a nearby military base. Before they could even get their bearings straight, they found themselves being tossed into holding cells. Celena, on the other hand, was taken separately to a small, dark room, illuminated only by the barest sliver of light that peeped in through a tiny window. The room was entirely empty, save for a metal bed frame. A sour stench hung in the air, and it was clear this room had been abandoned for a very long time. A soldier shoved Celena roughly into the room, and before she could realize what was happening, the soldier slammed the door shut.The soldier had pushed Celena so hard that she fell onto the ground, but upon seeing that her captor was about to leave, she leaped to her feet and sprinted over to the door. "Sir, can you tell me what I did wrong? Can you please have mercy on me? Can you at least
Tristan seemed just as baffled as they were. He returned their puzzled gazes with an equally perplexed one of his own. "I… I have no idea…"The general glanced sharply in their direction, then gestured to his soldiers and declared sternly, "Take them away!"His soldiers obliged and stepped forward to restrain the members of the Drunham City Connoisseurs, who all shrieked in alarm, "Why are you taking us away?""General, what did we do wrong? We didn't do anything illegal, so why are you arresting us?""Mr. Xander, save us! They've got this all wrong!""What's going on here? Why are they arresting only us?"Celena's entire body was shaking like a leaf. She eyed the soldiers around her and asked, stammering, "General, what did we do wrong? Why are we being captured? Where are you taking us?"Tristan, stricken with panic, shoved a soldier aside and shouted at the general, "General, I'm the president of the Drunham City Connoisseurs, and I want to know why we're being taken away. Wh
Celena was utterly terrified by the sudden turn of events. She stared pale-faced at the soldiers around her, not daring to move even a muscle. What was going on?All of a sudden, a man in a uniform stepped into the room. The badge on his shoulder indicated to everyone that he was a general. The heavy thumping of his boots echoed through the silent room with every step he took. All eyes were on him as he stepped onto the stage.He carried himself with great authority, and clearly, this man was not one to be messed with. He scanned the room as if searching for someone. Finally, he announced in a deep, resounding voice, "Do not fear, ladies and gentlemen. We are here on a routine check after receiving a tip-off regarding your conference. We will release you all once we have carried out our investigation, and the process will be quicker and smoother if you all cooperate. "Now, I would kindly request you get your documentation ready so that my men may confirm your identity."Everyone
Derek nodded earnestly and replied, "Of course it's true. My sources have never failed me. I wouldn't have trusted you with this information if I didn't think you'd be interested."Celena stared at him for a moment, then turned to glance in the direction of the people he had pointed. She could not help but be tempted by the offer. She considered this for a few moments, then accepted his offer. "Alright then, Mr. Duncan. I'll go with you. Thank you for inviting me."The smile on Derek's face widened. He could hardly believe his luck—Celena had agreed to go with him! Taking that first step was always the hardest, but he had done it!Unbeknownst to Celena, Derek already knew her long before their first meeting at the conference. Her name was known far and wide in Drunham City, not least because of her beauty, but because of her—in the eyes of the public—tragic marriage. Celena had earned herself a reputation as one of the most beautiful women Drunham City had ever seen, and although
The attention they received, however, was large due to Celena and her young, handsome companion, who was a man named Derek Duncan. Their attractive looks, both individually and combined, were easily the topic of discussion that night. Everyone who laid eyes on them admired both their good looks and brains, for certainly only the cream of the crop were allowed to attend this prestigious event. What made this feat even more impressive was the fact that they were both so young!Aside from her beauty, Celena's name was already known far and wide in the business world, not just because of her strong leadership but due to her association with Liam and her company's connections with many international corporations. She had started her business from scratch, but within a few short months, she had single handedly built it up to become one of the top ten grossing companies in Drunham City.There were hundreds of people gathered there tonight, and their seats had been allocated according to t
The moment Clifford left, Kastor turned to Liam with a wide grin, all hint of his hostility now gone. "Mr. Cole, thank God I arrived just in time."He raised his brows as he said this, and Liam took this to mean he was trying to claim credit. Truth be told, he would have been able to handle things on his own even without Kastor's help, but he decided this was a detail Kastor did not need to know. Instead, he returned Kastor's smile graciously. Kastor, like a child, burst into laughter at this. No further words were exchanged, but they understood the message nonetheless.Jeffrey also grinned. "Kastor, what brings you here all of a sudden?"Kastor replied, "Ah, you might not know this, Mr. Stein, but I actually own this very restaurant that you're sitting in right now. One of my employees called me for help, citing that a brawl was about to break out, so I rushed over immediately. I had no idea it would turn out to be you and Mr. Cole!""Ah, what a pleasant surprise, then!" Jeffrey
Clifford scowled upon hearing this. He cracked his knuckles menacingly as he stared at Kastor through narrowed eyes.Kastor did not seem at all intimidated by this. Instead, he brushed past him and approached Liam, smiling. "Mr. Cole, I apologize for the delay. I rushed over as soon as I heard the news, but I was late anyway. I'm so sorry for the wait."Liam's expression eased up slightly. He tugged the corners of his mouth into a strained smile but did not reply. Clifford's expression turned even more sour when he sensed Kastor's tone. He asked sharply, "What is the meaning of this, Kastor? Are you intent on making me your enemy?"Clifford's reputation was known far and wide, and many feared him, but Kastor was not one of them. He shot Clifford a look of utmost disdain and replied, smirking, "Yes, Clifford, that's exactly what I'm going to do. So what if we will be enemies from now on? What are you going to do about it?"He was confident that Clifford would not dare to retaliate