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

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

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

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

Liam's eyes followed Caleb's gaze to Cirold, who was drenched in blood. He gave a faint nod and said, "Let the cops in Dernburg take care of this."Caleb, mopping the sweat off his brow as if caught in a downpour, quickly agreed, "Absolutely!"He sneaked a peek at the captured goons outside, then at the car behind him, and let out a sigh of relief.Tonight might just spell the end for the Carson family in Dernburg.Liam, seated in the back, radiated an icy ferocity, his eyes flickering with lethal intent. "Let's roll! To the Carson family estate!"At the same time, Nash was seated in the grand hall in the Carson family estate, just like the previous day, with rows of family representatives before him. Cirold's seat to his right was conspicuously empty.A worried look crossed the face of a representative from one of the family branches. "Mr. Carson, Cirold has been gone for quite a while. Why hasn't he come back? Could something have gone wrong?"That question set off a wave of c