*****For a long time after Xavier and the soldiers departed, God’s Time continued to stay in a daze, constantly reflecting on all the stories and sincere advice he had shared with Xavier—even urging him to go back to his village, believing that the city wasn’t suitable for someone like him.‘I had even considered taking someone as important as that back to the town and suggested that he could spend the night at his home before heading back to his village the next day.’ He also thought.It was only after about twenty minutes that the old man finally came back to his senses, and as soon as he did, a pained, embarrassed smile crossed his face as he released a long, heavy, and deep sigh.“Why did I even decide to assume he was like me, stereotyping him to be a poor person so quickly?” he muttered, feeling an intense urge to find a rabbit hole to crawl into, especially after recalling his opinions about the Blackwoods that he had shared with Xavier.Once again, the old man sighed dee

***** By the time Xavier was deep inside the old man’s villa, the sense of danger had escalated to a level he could no longer ignore. Unable to pinpoint the source, however, he had no option but to keep following, all the while wondering where the threat might be coming from. Though the old man radiated immense power, his strength being the strongest Xavier had encountered since returning to Riverton City—there wasn’t even the slightest trace of malice directed toward himself, and the danger wasn't even coming from him to begin with. The old man’s three sons were a different story. Unlike their father, they constantly looked at him with cold, hostile stares that filled the air with an unspoken but clear threat, however, like their father, the sense of danger being felt by Xavier wasn’t from them, and with all this, Xavier became incredibly perplexed. “So, what’s going on?” Feeling the sense of danger that had now begun to make his pulse race and a chill running down his spi

*****Cassandra has always been widely known as the princess of the Blackwoods, being its only grandchild.Apart from her usually stern father, Cassandra had only ever known love, affection, and attention from everyone in her life, especially her grandfather, who had only ever spoiled her beyond what anyone could imagine.He had always gone to the very extreme to ensure her happiness and according to several analyses, it was even said that the old man would rather face the world as an enemy and get chased to the furthest reaches than let the tiniest harm, even the smallest ant touch his cherished and beloved granddaughterThis is the extent to which the old man loves Cassandra and how deeply he cares for her, and she has always known it—which is why he has been her favorite person since childhood. But now…“Grand… grandfather…” After what finally felt like ages spent reeling from the reality of the question that the old man had just inquired, Cassandra, who had initially expected

*****“Why on earth did I even think this devious bastard would waste time on formalities, first pretending he wasn’t interested all in the name of thinking we are still clueless about his plans?” Darius, after a long period of shock like everyone else, couldn’t help but grit his teeth, his fury reaching its peak.“Can’t we just get rid of him already?” Roland, who had never experienced such intense frustration in his life before acting, muttered through clenched teeth, heat practically steaming from his nostrils as he exhaled sharply from rage and madness.The two brothers, along with Aldric, began to tremble with rage, their fists clenching and unclenching as Xavier’s words struck a nerve.Meanwhile, just a few feet away from the three, the elderly head of the Blackwood family remained oblivious to his sons’ reactions, instead sitting in stunned silence, his gaze fixed on Xavier with a dumbstruck expression on his face from his response to his question.He had initially anticip

*****“What do you think of it?” the old man hurriedly asked after he saw Xavier done savoring the portion he had eaten, not noticing the bloodthirsty atmosphere filling the hall. Hearing him, Xavier offered a faint smile.“It’s not bad,” he replied, but no sooner had he finished speaking, however, than suddenly;“Hmph!” A sharp, furious snort cut through the room.“Not bad?” Cassandra’s voice sharpened, incensed at what she saw as Xavier’s conceit. “Do you even know what fish you just ate?” she asked icily, not waiting for a reply before growling in anger. “That fish is incredibly rare—one of only three in Riverton City, which Grandfather had spent billions in acquiring, treating it like a priceless treasure, and yet you dare to call it ‘not bad’?” Her tone dripped with loathing, furious to the core at Xavier, thinking he was just being arrogant like usual.“This…” Xavier, who had been surprisingly generous in his comment, since the taste hadn’t even reached “not bad” with how