Saint's Uncle's eyes ran deep into his soul. Though it looked like the person that he had trusted most with his life had suddenly become one of the new Dragon administrations, he refused to believe them."Your tongue doesn't function well anymore, child? You were supposed to remember anything that happened.You were supposed to live a happy life. So indulge me. How come you are here!"A lightning bolt of possibilities hit Saint. The man that he had thought saved him that night was his Uncle.Multiple emotions rose up in his heart as he hugged his Uncle tightly, letting out every bit of it."I thought!""Something happened to me? Have you forgotten that I am still from the Dragon bloodline? Nothing happens to us so easily! It looks like you haven't fully recovered from the memory lapse yet!" He added.Saint smiled slightly, the lines barely cutting through his face. This was his Uncle for sure."So what if you are some sought after ancestor with the bloodline of the Dragon family Clan
The men lodged like hungry lions at Saint, seeking only to tear him in limbs and bones.Their gazes were fierce, throwing their attacks at him from every side. However, Saint didn't stop.His punch and kicks send the men flying right off through the air. The men groaned in pain and Fredrick had to shield himself from the men flying at him from every possible side.Saint returned as the devouring spare that he had always been. Jerry Shivered, seeing the men dwindle in their numbers.Initially he had thought that his men were tired after their early morning training. That was the only reason that they were defeated so easily.'Its true! He is the m Dragon heir that has been rumored to be dead!' His mind raced with thoughts with his eyes bulging out from his pockets.Who would have believed that he would get to meet with this person while he was still alive. His heart shivered. And he had dared to challenge this person to a fight.He was as good as dead.Soon the men all lay on the floor
"Second floor, third floor and fourth floor!" The men of the house stared at the strange man that Jerry had with him with suspicion laced all over their faces.And one thing that Saint could reckon. They were all new. The walk continued and they were not interrupted by anyone.Until they got to the fourth floor"And where do you think that you are heading to?" Inquired the head of the fourth floor as he quickly intersected Jerry and and Saint.Jerry's face suddenly broke up into cold sweat once again, his words stuck in his mouth and he could barely get them out.His face stormed off to where Saint stood with his increasing cold gaze and the surge of energy that swizzled all around him before returning his gaze to the sixth set leader."What's the need of exposing him here when I can get him to meet with the Clan leader and he could regret ever causing harm to my team!" He thoughtHowever, his PTSD prevented him from being able to make out words until Saint quickly stepped forward.
Gerald was Saint's most trusted subordinate when he was still the head. He knew better than anyone that Saint could think of, always by his side.But there he knelt, his face all scattered all over his place. The torture was way beyond his body, digging deep into his bones.And the mastermind behind this torture was someone that Saint had never seen before.His heart raced faster pounding in his ears. 'What would have happened during these years that I was gone!' Thought Saint, announcing his presence with the stamping off his foot, that sent a shockwave suddenly rolling off through the hall.Everyone's attention turned towards him, and the guards with the baton hitting their palms shot blazing stares at him.The men wanted to come after him, but the leader sitting on the first house seat stopped them, raising his hands and stepping forward.The long scar that ran across his face gave him a scary look when he smiled."And who dares to walk into their own death trap!" Enquired the man
The Dragon Clan used to rule the world under its powerful heir, Saint Dragons, the strongest leaders the clan has known.Saint was known as the strongest leader that the clan has ever had, making it grow beyond anything that anyone could ever imagine.However, seven years ago, at the apex of the power of the Dragon Clan, the mighty heir seemed to have gone missing.No one could point out his whereabouts, no matter how hard they searched for him. That was because he was supposed to be dead.The Seven Clan, the most powerful family group in the country council, were afraid that the Dragon clan was going to be the end of them. So they decided to end the power house that the clan had known to have down history.Their mighty heir, Saint but somehow, he survived, however, without his memories or the truth of the power that he possessed.It was always said that once a person loses their memories, they would also lose the power that they possess except at the moment of their reawakening or de
Multiple laughter burst right through the air. Kevin didn't even realize when tears started streaming down from his face as he rolled over with his hands over his stomach..."Poor and delusional! Two epic traits that you barely find in people these days!" He laughed harder."Does it look like this is some sort of joke to you Stinky Saint!" Lady Erica added, sending another ripple of laughter running off through the hall.Despite their humiliating laughter, Saint kept the calm with his hands slightly clenched.He had been made to constantly go through their humiliation and he could not pick out a day that had gone by without itBut looking at Victoria, slammed helplessly to her seat was a sting to his heart."Even a dog would come out as the winner in a competition with you Saint. Don't ever think that you can have one with me!" Sparrow's face was laced with disdain."Or maybe we should do as he says!" Lady Erica's words forced the hall into a sudden silence once again.They could not
"One hundred million dollars.” Eyes were shooting off from their sockets with lightning explosions.With that, no family would even come close to us in ranking!" The exclamations from Zlate Kevin filled the hall, sending waves through the rectangular table that they sat on.The words caused ripples like goosebumps running through the hall gathering of the Zlate family business group, sending cheers and delightful laughters rolling through the hall as everyone raised their glasses to a toast."Cheers to the glorious comeback of the Zlates family!" Lady Erica, the Patron of the family raised her glass with a face scattered with smiles."Cheers!" The clicking of glasses filled the cheering halls as everyone celebrated."Mother! I want the east chain company when it's rebuilt. My contribution to the family's name cannot be overlooked!" Sage, second son of the family, sounded with a bow."Why would you get the east chain when it's the best? Are you posing that you have contributed more tha