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As Ray stood up from the couch, he felt the weight of his responsibilities bearing down on him like a physical force, crushing him beneath its oppressive yoke. The burden of his position as a general and a member of the powerful Munroe family, with all its attendant privileges and obligations, had always been a heavy one, but he had never felt the pressure as keenly as he did now. The intricate web of alliances and rivalries between the powerful families, a complex and ever-shifting tapestry of intrigue and deception, was undergoing a seismic transformation, and Ray found himself at the very center of the storm, with the winds of change howling around him like a chorus of the damned.He rubbed his tired eyes, feeling the weight of his exhaustion settling upon him like a shroud. The strain of the past few days, with its relentless barrage of challenges and setbacks, had taken a heavy toll on his physical and mental reserves, leaving him feeling drained, depleted, and dangerously vuln
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As Ray finished getting ready, he walked over to his spacious closet, its walls lined with an impressive array of tailored suits, crisp dress shirts, and elegant ties. He began to select his attire for the day, carefully choosing each piece to ensure that he presented himself with the dignity and respect that the occasion demanded. He chose a sleek black suit, perfectly tailored to accentuate his broad shoulders and lean physique, the fabric draping elegantly across his body. The suit was a masterpiece of tailoring, its clean lines and classic cut exuding an air of sophistication and refinement.He paired the suit with a crisp white shirt, its starched collar and cuffs adding a touch of elegance to the overall ensemble. The shirt was made of the finest cotton, its smooth texture and subtle sheen catching the light as Ray moved. Finally, he added a black tie, its simple yet elegant design the perfect complement to the suit and shirt. The overall effect was one of understated sophistica
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As Ray and Douglas drove through the gates, they were immediately stopped in front of the grand mansion, a sprawling estate that seemed to stretch on forever, its majestic facade a testament to the wealth and power of the Munroe family. The house itself was a masterpiece of modern architecture, with mirrored windows that reflected the perfectly manicured lawn, creating an illusion of perfect symmetry and harmony. Ray's eyes narrowed as he gazed up at the house, his mind racing with anticipation, his thoughts consumed by the prospect of finally confronting his family and uncovering the secrets that had haunted him for so long.Before they could even step out of the car, the front door of the mansion burst open and a group of people spilled out onto the steps, their faces a blur of curiosity and concern. Ray's eyes scanned the crowd, his gaze locking onto his dad, Victor Munroe, the head of the Munroe family, a man whose presence seemed to command attention and inspire awe. Victor's
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Catherine, the wife of Victor Munroe and the mother of Sophia Munroe, stood firm, her slender frame radiating an aura of determination and defiance as she blocked Ray's path to the house. Her eyes flashed with anger, their piercing gaze seeming to bore into Ray's very soul, as if daring him to challenge her authority. Her voice was dripping with venom, each word a carefully crafted barb designed to wound and humiliate. "You're not welcome here, Ray," she spat, her tone a cold, calculated rejection, a deliberate attempt to strip Ray of his dignity and self-worth. "You're not a part of this family anymore," she added, her words a harsh, unforgiving judgment, a sentence that seemed to condemn Ray to a life of exile and isolation.Sophia, who had been watching the scene unfold with growing unease, stepped forward, her eyes flashing with concern, her face etched with a mixture of worry and apprehension. "Mother, please," she said, her voice soft and melodious, a gentle, soothing cadence
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As Ray and Douglas approached the ancestral building, a sense of reverence and respect settled over Ray. He slowed his pace, his footsteps becoming more deliberate and measured, as if he was savoring the moment, and preparing himself for the emotional encounter that lay ahead. Ray turned to Douglas and said, "Wait here, I'll go in alone." His voice was low and even, but there was a hint of emotion beneath the surface, a sense of vulnerability and sensitivity that he only revealed in moments of great significance.Douglas nodded, his face a mask of calm, professional detachment. He took up a position outside the building, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a practiced, experienced gaze, searching for any signs of trouble, or potential threats to Ray's safety. His hands were clasped behind his back, his posture relaxed, but alert, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice, should the need arise.Ray took a deep breath, steeling himself for the emotional encounter that lay
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As Ray finished paying his heartfelt tribute to Grandfather Ben, he began to walk outside, Douglas steadfastly by his side, a reassuring presence that seemed to calm the turbulent emotions that had been swirling inside him. The warm sunlight and gentle breeze that greeted them as they stepped out into the bright daylight were a welcome respite from the stifling tension that had filled the manor, a tension that had seemed to suffocate them all with its oppressive weight. They were heading towards the entrance of the manor, ready to leave the drama and heartache behind, to escape the toxic atmosphere that had poisoned the air they breathed. The sound of their footsteps echoed through the hallway, a stark contrast to the silence that had filled the space just moments before, a silence that had been heavy with unspoken words, unresolved conflicts, and unshed tears.But just as they were about to exit, Sophia appeared, her eyes fixed intently on Ray, her gaze a piercing, soulful stare t
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Catherine settled into her seat at the grand, oak table in the Munroe family hall, surrounded by the familiar faces of her relatives, their expressions a mixture of curiosity, concern, and anticipation. The air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the weight of unspoken words and unresolved tensions that seemed to hang in the air like a challenge, a palpable, almost tangible presence that pressed down upon them all. The soft glow of the candelabras cast a warm, golden light on the assembled family members, illuminating the intricate web of relationships and alliances that bound them together, a complex, ever-shifting tapestry of love, loyalty, and obligation.At the head of the table, Victor Munroe, the patriarch of the Munroe family, sat tall and imposing, his piercing eyes surveying the room with a mixture of authority and expectation, his gaze a powerful, commanding presence that seemed to draw the attention of the entire room. His presence was a commanding one, his very bein
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The sleek, silver sedan glided effortlessly through the crowded streets, its smooth, aerodynamic design allowing it to navigate the congested roads with ease. The soft hum of the engine provided a gentle accompaniment to the rhythmic beat of the windshield wipers, a soothing melody that seemed to lull the world into a state of tranquility. As they turned onto Queens Boulevard, a wide, tree-lined thoroughfare that stretched as far as the eye could see, the majestic façade of the Queens Shopping Mall came into view, its gleaming glass and steel exterior a testament to the wealth, opulence, and unbridled ambition of the Queens family.The mall's imposing structure seemed to dominate the surrounding landscape, a towering behemoth of commerce and consumerism that appeared to defy gravity and push the boundaries of architectural innovation. Its sleek, modern design was a masterclass in elegance and sophistication, a symphony of curved lines, angular shapes, and gleaming surfaces that see
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[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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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. “
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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
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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
