Chapter 120 A Fine Knight Only Serves a Fine King

After his lunch with Ciara, Javier took a shower and napped on his bed. At night, the butler visited them and told him Zephiel had returned.

Javier rose, bade his sister good evening, and followed the butler to the large, cement-and-tile house on the center of the island.

Zephiel never liked staying in mansions and high-rise buildings. He loved his cement-cast, red-tile roof cottage too much. He’d even constructed a fence around it, where reefs and rocks had taken up residence, and changed the soil to plant crops. Javier had never understood how his grandfather managed to grow crops on the back of reefs and the saltwater trapped deep within, but then again…he had money. Money could buy anything, and that old sly fox had so much money that he could build his own nuclear bomb.

Javier entered his courtyard and found his nearly 80-year-old grandfather shadow-fencing. Despite his advanced age, he was still bursting with health and brio, even though his hair and beard had turned snowy-whi