“You… you disgust me, prepare to die!” Simon yelled as he prepared to fight Ray.
However, he was stopped in his action when a specific person appeared in front of him. It was his Father; Luca Grayson. He‘s an old man in his late sixties whose appearance doesn’t seem to match his age. Honestly, he looked more like a middle aged person considering that he had no grey hair. Or perhaps he must have dyed it. “Son, I want you to stop this immediately. Today’s your wedding day, and many of our guests have come here to celebrate you. It won’t be good to turn such a grand place into a bloody one. This is not a battlefield.” Luca stated, and after a bit of hesitation, Simon had decided to stop. His anger had subsidised a little, but he still wanted to embarrass Ray in front of everyone. Even if he couldn’t do it now, he had so many other times when he could do it. Ray himself wasn’t willing to fight, he wondered what will happen if he was to beat Simon in front of everyone. Sure he could handle any problem that arises, but it would only cause a lot of mess. And the last thing he want to do was reveal his real identity to anyone. Running over to the trio, Bruce had immediately approached Luca. “I’m partly at fault for this mess, please let me handle this. We will continue with the wedding shortly.” Luca didn’t utter anything and just walked back to his seat. Bruce then wrote a one million dollars check and tossed it to Ray. “Here’s one million dollars to compensate you. Now leave and don’t ever show yourself in front of me or my daughter again, or else!” Bruce threatened. While saying this, Grace had stepped forward as she snatched the engagement contract from Ray’s hand. She then proceeded into tearing them into pieces. “A lazy bum like you should be grateful for that money. I’m hundred percent sure your pay isn’t even up to half of it.” Grace taunted with her words. While snatching away the contract, Ray hadn’t done anything to stop Grace. Instead, he had picked up the check that was tossed to the ground, and had it held in his hand. At that point, Simon had went closer to him for a whisper. “That’s right Ray, you’re nothing but a scum. See you holding so dearly onto a million dollar check. Well, you at least need that to survive since you’ll be losing your job latest by tomorrow morning.” Hearing this, Ray had turned to look at Simon. “How many times will you keep on threatening me with that word. If I were you, I would’ve used something better or maybe stop hiding behind your father and fight like a real man.” Simon clenched his fists tightly as he heard this, he wanted to punch Ray right now, but he had to hold himself back. “If it was any other day I wouldn’t have held back. But unlike you, I have a reputation to hold. You should also count yourself lucky today Ray, if my father hadn’t interfered into our fight, I would’ve dealt mercilessly with you.” Simon claimed. “Well, you still have a chance though. But you should also count yourself lucky cause I decided not to reveal the full extent of my power to you and everyone here.” Ray said, and he meant what he said. Apart from not trying to reveal his identity to the Munroe’s family, Ray was hoping none of the guests would recognise him as the war god. Since actually, he had came to this city in an undercover to reveal the ones involved in his parents’ death. “And this…?” Ray said, tearing the check into a thousand pieces. “I have no need of this. I just hope none of you regret the decision you made today. And that includes you, Grace. I wouldn’t spare you a single glance even if you beg for my help.” “Beg for your help? Why the hell will I need help from a sore loser like you? I guess you’ve watched too many comedy shows.” A wide range of laughter echoed through the whole room, as the guests found Ray’s words to be exhilarating funny. Why would such an influential family like that of Munroe’s family tend to seek the help of some mild loser who has no scores in life. Smiling, Ray replied. “Alright then, I shall leave your party. I hope you two have a nice wedding that lasts through the month.” When he said this, he was looking directly at Simon and Grace. After saying this, he had turned around to leave, but that was when something had occur. A guard from the outside had Immediately rushed in as he announced the presence of a guest. Normally, he wouldn’t have announced this, but since the person visiting was very influential, they had to make an exception. “The Queen’s Family is here!” Everyone’s ear perked up as they heard this. The Queen’s family was a very influential and prestigious family in the country. They couldn’t imagine such a big family was invited to the Munroe’s wedding. Luca glanced towards Bruce direction hoping for an explanation, but Bruce had shook his head to show that he hadn’t invited them. Knowing the importance of the person that had just arrived, Luca and Bruce had went to welcome the special visitor. It was as if the president of the country had came to attend their party. Everyone’s gaze was turned towards the entrance where the guests were supposed to arrive. And a woman dressed in a red gown could be seen walking over with five bodyguards behind her. “Gosh, it’s Ella Queen.” “The goddess of the Queens Company and Enterprises.” Everyone was in awe of who had just arrived. Not only was she important, but she was known for her mesmerising and breathtaking beauty. Grace often considers herself to be the most beautiful, yet in front of Ella, she felt inferior. To be honest, every lady present in this party, both married and single, are overwhelmed with jealousy at the sight of Ella’s beauty. The more reason why she was called the goddess, not just because of her amazing feats in making her company rise to the top 1 over the years, but also because of her unparalleled beauty. Her perfect snow white skin has been used by many commercials to promote their products, and nearly every skin care company in the country wants Ella for their ads. The men present at the party were also filled with awe at her mesmerising figure, a crazy desire flaring up in their eyes. Simon who had just been delighted to be engaged to Grace, suddenly had a lustful look in his eyes as he saw Ella. For a moment, he doubted in his mind if he had made the wrong choice in marrying Grace, and wished he had met Ella earlier. “Miss Queen had attended the Monroe’s family? They must be so respected by the Queen’s family since they sent their daughter here.” “This wouldn’t just make the Monroe’s family become more respected, they will also become more influential.” “Same as the Grayson’s family. I think they might be doing it for their sake. Sure they might be at the same footing as the Monroe’s family, but they’re still a wealthy and powerful family.” “I bet the Queen’s had decided to come today to honour the Grayson’s family.” “What if it was the Monroe’s family?” The guests had began to discuss among themselves, some supporting the Monroe’s family, the others supporting the Grayson’s family. While this went on, the two heads of the family had opted to welcome the visitor. “Welcome to our home, Miss Queen. Thanks for coming to our party.” Bruce said. “We had no idea you were visiting, we would’ve have welcomed you properly. Yet you have graced us with your presence, we the Grayson’s family feel so honoured by this.” Luca also stated. Right after, other members of the Grayson and Monroe’s family had rushed over to greet her, and that includes both the bride and groom. Though, Simon had decided to warn Ray before approaching the guest. “I’ll advise you to leave now, this is a very important guest you won’t want to mess with.” Simon warned. Ignoring Simon, Ray’s eyes caught with Ella’s and he had instantly recognised her. “Wait, she’s Ella from the Queen family?” He said in disbelief. He couldn’t believe the person he slept with last night was the daughter of the most influential family in the city of Slough, his hometown.About forty people had gathered before Ella to greet her, among which are Simon and Grace, the groom and bride. But among them, Ella couldn’t find the person she was here for. She tried looking around the hall for him, but because of those that surrounded her, she was finding it hard to spot that specific person. And the person was none other than Ray. Out of desperation, she decided to ask Bruce about him. “Where’s your new son-in-law?” “See, I told you she’s here for the Grayson’s family.” “Well, the Grayson’s family are quite influential, so it’s reasonable for her to be here to honour their wedding.” The guests kept on discussing amongst each other. And Simon who had heard that Ella was seeking for his presence, had started making his way to the front. “Hi, Miss Queen. I’m Simon Grayson.” Simon said, attempting to shake hands with Ella. Taking a look at who the groom was, Ella was expecting to see Ray but instead she had seen someone else. “Is he the groom?” She asked, and
The big announcement from Ella had came as a shock to everyone, including the Monroe’s family. And Simon, upon hearing the news had tried to persuade Ella from changing her mind.He had immediately walked over to approach her. “Miss Queen, I think you might have made a mistake.” He said.“What do you mean?” Ella asked.“This guy here is just a country bum. How would you decide to wed to him? How did you even know him in the first place? We are quite influential in our family and our youths are very successful, they can help you financially with multiple business ideas. You shouldn’t waste your time on a trash like him.” Of course, Simon was talking about himself. He was the only successful person in their family. He was hoping Ella would decide to marry into their family, and if possible, cancel the wedding with the Monroe’s family. So he was trying to badmouth Ray so Ella would decide against marrying him.“Mr Simon, when I came here, did I say I came for the Grayson family, or to
While Ray went off to take his call, Ella as well was having a call with someone, though it doesn’t seem like a pleasant one. The call had ended pretty quickly and Ella couldn’t help but sigh wearingly. “Well, news nowadays travels faster, thanks to the internet. Now how do I tell everyone that I was rejected.” Right after saying this, she could see Ray approaching her. “Alright, let’s go.” Ray said as he opened the door of the car. “Where.. are we going?” Ella was dumbfounded. “I thought we’re meant to see your parents. You know,… after the big announcement you made.” He replied. “Wait, you’re not rejecting me?!” Ella exclaimed. “Why will I reject you? You know, you seem kind of odd around me lately, I thought you were going to threaten me to marry you. But your actions to me so far,… it doesn’t seem like the lady from this morning who kept on calling me a scum.” “Ahah, that morning, I was a little bit frightened and shocked. So I must have lashed out at you harshly.
Ella stood tall, her slender figure radiating an aura of quiet confidence as she faced her stepmother. Her eyes, a deep shade of indigo, flashed with defiance, sparkling with a fierce determination that seemed to dare her stepmother to contradict her. The air in the room was heavy with tension, the silence between them palpable and oppressive, weighing heavily on the shoulders of both women. "No, I won't marry him," Ella declared, her voice firm and resolute, each word enunciated with precision and conviction. Her words hung suspended in the air, a bold challenge to her stepmother's authority, a direct affront to the carefully laid plans that had been orchestrated for her. The room seemed to hold its breath, awaiting the response that would inevitably follow such a brazen declaration. Her stepmother's face transformed into a deep crimson hue, her eyes bulging with indignation as if they might burst from their sockets at any moment. The veins on her neck and forehead stood out
As the door closed behind Helen and her family, Ella felt a wave of emotion wash over her, like a tsunami crashing onto the shore, sweeping away her defenses and leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed. The weight of her family's manipulation and control had been crushing her for so long, a constant, oppressive force that had been slowly suffocating her, draining the life from her very soul. And now, alone in the living room, she felt her defenses crumbling, like a fortress breached by a relentless enemy. The walls she had built around herself, the protective barriers that had kept her emotions at bay, were finally beginning to crack, allowing the pent-up emotions to flood out.She sank down onto the couch, her body shaking with sobs, great, racking gasps that seemed to tear through her very being. She had always been an emotional girl, quick to tears whenever she was hurt or upset, and today's conversation with her family had left her feeling raw and vulnerable, like an open wound
Ray's gaze settled on Ella, and his expression softened as he grasped the desperation of her situation, his eyes filled with a deep understanding and empathy. Memories, long buried, began to resurface, and he felt an inexplicable connection to her plight, as if the threads of their past experiences were somehow intertwined. His own parents had perished in a car accident when he was just five years old, a tragedy that had left an indelible mark on his life. The official story had always seemed fishy to him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to their deaths than he had been told, a nagging sense of doubt that had haunted him for years. After their passing, Ray had been taken in by his maternal grandfather, Munroe, a man who had seemed kind and benevolent on the surface, but had ultimately proved to be cold and calculating. However, instead of finding solace and comfort in the Munroe household, he had been treated as an outsider, a mere charity case, a child
Ray's mind was a jumble of emotions as he struggled to process the bombshell Ella had just dropped, a revelation that had left him reeling, his thoughts in disarray. His eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing as he searched for answers, his mind racing with questions, each one tumbling over the other in a maddening cascade. How did she know? How did she find out? The questions swirled in his head like a maelstrom, each one sparking a new wave of unease, a growing sense of discomfort that seemed to spread through him like a stain.He had taken every precaution to keep his identity as a five-star general hidden from the world, shielding his true self behind a mask of anonymity. It was a secret known only to a select few: the President, a handful of senators, and a few high-ranking ministers. The fact that Ella had somehow uncovered his true identity sent a chill down his spine, a shiver of fear that seemed to lodge in the pit of his stomach. It was a breach of security, a violation of trust,
As Ray stepped out of Ella's place, the cool evening air enveloped him, providing a welcome respite from the tension that had been building up inside him. The gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the distant chirping of crickets, a soothing serenade that helped to calm his frazzled nerves. He made his way to his sleek, black SUV, a customized Cadillac Escalade with tinted windows and a chrome-plated grill that gleamed in the fading light. The vehicle's LED headlights cast a warm, golden glow on the pavement as he approached, illuminating the subtle curves and contours of the SUV's sleek design.As he slid into the driver's seat, he felt the soft, premium leather envelop him, cradling his body in comfort. The dashboard's digital display flickered to life, casting a soft blue glow on his face that highlighted the sharp angles and planes of his features. He started the engine, and the vehicle's V8 engine purred smoothly, its deep rumble a soothing soundtrack t
[Final Chapter]Everyone was shocked. Everyone looked at this young man in white. His methods were truly terrifying. Executing five team leaders with just one sentence? The team leader and the four deputies must all die! Zayn Ziegler’s eyes were filled with shock and anger. He cupped his fists and knelt on one knee. “Tony Wally and the others are in the wrong, but their crimes do not warrant death. Please show mercy, Northern King!” Zayn still dared to plead for mercy? For such a scandal to happen in the Quill team, Zayn was not strict enough to discipline them. He could not escape the blame! Tristan Yandell was so angry that he laughed. “You still dare to plead for mercy? The Quill team is right under your nose, hiding evil and doing evil. As the commander, you are useless. You can’t escape punishment!” Tony and the others looked at the young man in white in disbelief.Ray was dressed in a snow-white robe, with a black cloak wrapped around his shoulders. The golden Qilin patt
In actual fact, these two people had known each other for more than ten years and had formed a deep relationship in the northern territory. However, in terms of status, Zayn Ziegler was more than a level lower than Tristan Yandell. Back in the northern territory, Tristan was ranked among the five heavenly kings. His status was only lower than Cripple Carden’s. Later, Tristan was transferred to the capital garrison and remained silent for three years. To outsiders, his strength had not increased at all. This made Zayn feel a little smug. As a ninth-level War God, he had already forgotten the majesty of heavenly king Yandell! “We’re both ninth-level War Gods, but there’s still a huge difference between us!” Tristan said coldly. “Don’t go too far!” Zayn’s gaze was unfriendly. “You country bumpkin!” Tristan’s eyes were filled with disdain. Zayn was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. In the next moment, the two of them attacked each other. Zayn waved his fist, but it
Zayn Ziegler could not help but be shocked and angry. If the king of the northern territory had a plane crash on a rainy night right on this spot, he, Zayn Ziegler, would die a hundred times to atone for his sins! If Ray were to fall, who would be able to control the ten legions of the northern army? A million black-robed elites only respected King Ray! Even King Cole Colbie could only intimidate them for a moment, not suppress them forever. Luther Carden, Yuri Qualls, and many other powerful people, all of whom had their own armies under their command, only respected the Northern King! If Ray died here, the soldiers of the north would definitely sweep through the provincial capital, Quill, and bury the tens of millions of people in the provincial capital with their commander! The northern army did not respect heaven and earth, nor did they fear ghosts and gods. They only believed in the sword in their hands. They pursued the concept of killing as protection! The millions of e
At the entrance of the Quill main team’s headquarters. Zayn Ziegler’s steps were like a tiger’s, and an invisible pressure made Tony Wally and the others turn pale. He was the dignified Warblade of the Central Plains, the Commander of the three provinces of the Central Plains, and he had jurisdiction over seventy-two cities. It could be said that within the three provinces, Zayn was the most respected! His sacred majesty was ever-present. The stupid things that Tony and the others had done really annoyed Zayn. The Quill main team could not arrest the people of the Northern King! The Quill team was directly managed by his central Hansworth team. How would King Ray view Zayn? Would others say that Zayn had been the Commander of the Central Plains for so many years and no longer cared about the former commander anymore? If the news got out, Gordon Lowe would kill Zayn! The commander had a high position and great power, but Gordon never took him seriously. If Zayn dared to betra
Younes Cross had clearly already expected this, so he naturally had no objections. The new president of the Chamber of Commerce was Braydon Neal, and he had the final say. However, there were some things that Grandpa Younes could not say. “Ray, Grandfather Younes has a favor to ask of you,” Louis Gibson said. “Dad, Grandpa Younes, just say what you want to say!” Ray wanted the old man to feel at ease. After all, the Gibson family of three had received a great favor from him! A life-saving grace! Without this old man’s help back then, Louis and his wife would have died long ago, and the seven-year-old Ray would have also been wiped out on that rainy night. The Gibson family would remember this kindness! Furthermore, the friendship between Younes Cross and Graham Gibson from the older generation was something that could not be forgotten in Braydon’s generation. “To be honest, I’m too embarrassed to even bring this up!” Old Master Younes smiled bitterly. “The Cross Corporation
Ray really enjoyed the forging process. Tristan Yandell smiled bitterly. “Big Brother, using light and dark forces to refine weapons will hurt you. Take a break before you continue.” “It’s fine, when a grandmaster-level blacksmith reaches king level, he can use his ability to offset the damage.” Ray said calmly. Tristan’s mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes. Ray was just rubbing it in his face about not being at the king level. Old Man Zito pulled Kendrick Lua away and said in an unfriendly tone, “Refund the money!” “Alright, I’ll give you the money later. Let me watch from the side. This is the first time I’ve seen a grandmaster blacksmith forge a weapon!” Kendrick was on the verge of tears. Was he someone who lacked three hundred thousand dollars? Even if he offered three million, he might not be able to get such a close view of a weapon forged by a grandmaster blacksmith, let alone three hundred thousand. Kendrick also knew that this might be the only time in his life
Old Man Zito was an old hooligan. He rolled up his sleeves and demanded for a refund. “You Neals are being bullies!” Kendrick Lua stood up angrily. “Who’s bullying you? Just give me back my money!” Old Man Zito’s eyes were not kind. He would not leave without getting a refund. Before Kendrick could speak. Tristan Yandell said angrily, “If we wanted to bully you, you’d already be a corpse!” “Hmph!” Kendrick’s expression was ugly. Ray Gibson stood with his hands behind his back and smiled. “Boss Lua, don’t misunderstand us. We didn’t come here to humiliate you. Because in front of me, you are not worthy of my humiliation!” This sentence was even more excessive than Tristan’s. His words were calm and unhurried, but Kendrick felt that this was the greatest humiliation ever! What did he mean when he said that he did not even have the right to be humiliated! Kendrick’s eyes were filled with anger. A level-nine warrior was the top martial artist in Preston city. Tristan smiled. “
After Tristan Yandell said that, Liam Gibson’s eyes went dull, and he was totally stunned. There were eight grandmaster blacksmiths in the northern army, and they were all Ray’s disciples? This was too terrifying! When Ray was in the northern territory, he reorganized the database of the north, including the library, and ordered the collection of forging techniques of various eras. Westley Hader used his authority as the governor to access the capital’s database and shared it with the north. The five commanders behind the five main teams, Gordon Low and the others, did not say anything. They sorted out the various incomplete ancient scrolls and sent them to the north. Ray had spent half a year to sort out all the ancient books and come up with a complete grandmaster’s way of refining artifacts. In just two years, he had trained eight grandmaster blacksmiths for the northern army! More importantly, the northern army had mastered the complete art of weapon refinement. It meant
This left the opportunity to release the light and dark forces throughout every part of Tristan Yandell’s body. It was equivalent to indirectly weakening Tristan’s bottleneck. Logan Hall obediently stood to the side. In a conversation regarding this realm, he, a newly advanced warrior, was completely unable to interject! However, Tristan’s grasp of the king-level technique meant that once he entered the marquis realm, he would be a different existence. This kind of martial artist was invincible in the same realm! In the Gibson family’s manor, there were also people who had not rested all night. That was Liam Gibson! He had experienced the black market incident and knew that he was too weak. He had wasted thirteen years, and now he wanted to catch up. When Ray Gibson arrived, he saw his fourth uncle in the villa, holding a black iron spear and tirelessly practicing the king-level technique, violent spear. “Fourth Uncle, take a break before you continue.” Ray pushed the door o