Jayson ended the call when he received no response from the other end after several seconds. Little did he know how shocked the man was, and if he had known, he would have handled the situation differently.Taking a deep breath, Jayson got into his car and drove to his company. The news of the bounty he had placed on the Wilson family members had quickly spread among the underground bosses, causing a major uproar. Numerous gangs that seldom appeared on a normal day emerged in force, vying to carry out the kidnapping. Their actions were so audacious that the Jade City police found themselves overwhelmed by their sudden presence.Upon arriving at his company, Jayson parked his car in the exclusive parking lot and stepped out, taking a moment to compose himself. As he made his way inside, Mr. Sun's secretary approached him, her expression filled with concern."Welcome, Chairman," she greeted him.Jayson nodded in acknowledgement and hurried toward the elevator, with Mr. Sun's secretary f
Jayson's face contorted into a frown as he struggled to place the voice. His gaze fixated on the cloaked figure before him, who seemed to be enveloped in an ominous darkness despite standing beneath the street lamp's faint glow."Who are you?" Jayson snapped impatiently, his time too precious to be wasted on such a sly individual.The stranger's response sent a shiver down Jayson's spine. "You needn't concern yourself with my identity. I'm only interested in your secrets. Hand them over if they're worth a fortune. If not, I have all the time in the world to search your soul and extract what I need."A wave of defiance surged within Jayson, dispelling his fear. "Do you truly believe yourself to be all-powerful? I fear you not. Prepare to witness my capabilities."The cloaked stranger's gaze turned sinister, closely scrutinizing Jayson's every move.Taking a step backward, Jayson gathered his resolve. In one swift motion, he launched himself into the nearby flower garden.The stranger,
Jayson's eyebrows furrowed in shock as he tried to comprehend how the Gate family patriarch had managed to locate him so easily. The reason behind the patriarch's visit only served to deepen Jayson's confusion."Please, let him in," Jayson instructed the security caller before ending the conversation. He made his way to the bathroom, quickly taking a shower and changing into presentable attire. Standing on the balcony, he observed the Gate patriarch's car approaching his residence. Since he hadn't hired any household staff yet, Jayson descended from the balcony to greet his unexpected visitor.The Gate family patriarch parked his car and stepped out, his surprise evident upon seeing Jayson approaching him. He hadn't anticipated that Jayson would be both handsome and affluent; his plans were sure to succeed.With this realization, the patriarch extended his arm for a handshake and spoke, "I've heard so much about you, young man. I never expected to meet you in person today.""Mr. Gates
The young swordsman held his sword before his face, the sword trembled and buzzed sending a shiver down his arm. Jayson, realizing that his life was in immediate danger, swiftly took the form of one of Ella's bodyguards. With a powerful blast, he sent the young swordsman flying out of his courtyard.As Jayson reverted to his true form, a sense of relief washed over him. He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead before making his way back inside the house. Standing on the balcony, he gazed in the direction the swordsman had been expelled, only to find him making his way towards the estate's exit."He simply left, just like that. What is going on? Is he a madman, or perhaps someone sent him to test me? I transformed right before his eyes," Jayson pondered aloud, while observing the retreating figure of the swordsman.After departing from the estate, the swordsman stepped into a waiting car and drove towards the Anderson family mansion. Arriving at his destination, he exited the taxi
Jayson's expression changed as he began to wonder when he became a woman those two grown-up men were contesting who to get him.Julius stared at the Cloak man with a furrowed brow, his arrogance tempered by a sense of caution. There was something about this mysterious figure that emanated danger, and Julius couldn't ignore it. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice laced with suspicion.The Cloak man responded with a disdainful tone, clearly unimpressed by Julius's status. "You don't need to know," he retorted, his words dripping with arrogance. He believed that even at his current power level, he was beyond the reach of even the heaven-ranked masters. Julius's expression hardened, his icy demeanour matching the coldness in his eyes. He knew that he had powerful allies standing behind him, ready to heed his every command. If the Cloak man refused to show him respect, then Julius would do the same. "If you're here to rescue him," he declared menacingly, his voice filled with a furious res
Jayson's heart raced as he scanned his surroundings, desperately searching for any sign of the Old Taoist Fairy. The enemies were closing in on him, their presence felt like a suffocating weight on his shoulders. "Brat, why are you in such a hurry to find your grandpa?" The Old Taoist Fairy appeared suddenly, his voice filled with curiosity. To Old Taoist Fairy's surprise, a crowd of people began rushing towards them.Gasping for breath, Jayson pleaded with the Old Taoist Fairy, his voice filled with desperation, "Please, take us away from here! They want to kill me!"The Old Taoist Fairy looked at Jayson, his face etched with concern as he regretted his decision of choosing Jayson as his Dao-guard, the worst possible choice."Do you wish to come with me?" the old Taoist fairy asked, a kind smile on his face.Jayson, consumed by fear and uncertainty, cared little about their destination. Without hesitation, he screamed at the top of his lungs, "Yes! Yes, I want to go with you!"Old T
Jayson stood in awe as he watched them effortlessly float mid-air, their abilities captivating him. He remained rooted to the ground, several meters away, filled with admiration. "Step forward; we have no intention of harming you. Despite you now being crippled, you were once the genius of this sect," an elderly voice resonated from the old man seated in the center, suspended in mid-air. Jayson couldn't fathom why he was referred to as a cripple, considering he could still walk and run. Nevertheless, he cautiously took a step forward and positioned himself before the group of elders. "First Elder, he is now crippled; his Dantian is shattered. He is unworthy of the sect maiden; a cripple cannot represent our sect," declared an elder with a tone of rigidness, casting a disdainful glance at Jayson. Even Jayson, bewildered by the situation, was taken aback by the elder's intense animosity towards him. Another elder chimed in, "The Second Elder is right; Jayson is no longer the prodigy
Jayson gazed up at the sky and saw a young man soaring towards him on a flying sword. The youth's face was twisted with anger, giving him a menacing appearance that seemed capable of devouring Jayson whole. "Merely a single hand is enough to defeat worthless trash like you," Jayson fearlessly declared, his gaze locked on the youth perched on the flying sword. The youth glared at Jayson, his anger evident. He let out a mocking laugh and replied, "Very well, a cripple dares to make such a claim. Do you accept my challenge to a duel on the retribution platform?" Without hesitation, Jayson immediately responded, "Certainly. I hope you won't be overcome with fear when the time comes." Angel's face turned pale with shock. She hadn't anticipated her master's impulsive nature, being goaded into a fight. He was no longer the formidable and feared master of old, but a cripple. She worried for his well-being. Nifa's cold snort echoed through the air, "Enjoy your days; you will die a few days
Old Anderson, the patriarch of the Saint family, was the first to step forward, accompanied by his son, both renowned pillars of Jade City's pugilistic world. They were joined by nearly a hundred cultivators from various families, forming a formidable ring around Jayson.Despite the presence of the Wilson family guardians, Jayson found satisfaction in knowing that none of the aristocratic families' businesses had been spared. "Trashy Jay, there's nowhere for you to run. Surrender to us and spare yourself a slow and painful death," Julius taunted with a smirk. This day had been long awaited since Jayson had thwarted his chance to ascend the immortal world and had taken Ella from him, Jayson became his heart demon and the person he wanted to kill in the world the most."I'll remember you; your death will come first," Jayson replied, his smile unwavering. Julius was taken aback as he gazed at Jayson, who remained remarkably composed despite the fact that all the influential figures of J
Standing at the top of the office building, Jayson sneered, "Is it time for the other families?" before vanishing from sight.Throughout that fateful night, the entirety of the Wilson family's business empire went up in flames, with warehouses and factories alike reduced to ashes.The news of this catastrophic event dominated headlines, seizing the front pages of newspapers and flooding the airwaves, as live updates of the widespread devastation were broadcast on television.Observing the news coverage, Mrs. Wilson felt no sympathy for her estranged relatives. They had long ago cast her and her family aside when they divided the family's wealth among themselves."Mom, this is terrible; all our family's businesses are gone," Elena remarked, her face drained of colour.Seething with anger, Mrs. Wilson retorted, "What do you mean 'our family business'? The Wilson family's enterprises have nothing to do with us after they divided the family assets and refused to share even a fraction with
Jayson observed with anticipation as the lawyer revealed the outcome of the DNA test. "Based on the evidence presented, it is clear that Gabby Willow is not the biological father of Peter."A slight twitch at the corner of Jayson's lips betrayed his lack of surprise at the revelation. He had suspected that Elena might manipulate the DNA test, knowing all too well the lengths to which she would go to deny Gabby Willow any claim to fatherhood."Nonsense! I refuse to believe it! Peter is my son, and this DNA result is a sham! I won't accept it!" Gabby Willow's voice thundered through the courtroom, his rage palpable."Silence!" the judge commanded as Gabby Willow struggled to contain his fury, wanting to lunge forward but held back by others in the room. The judge proceeded to deliver the final verdict.As the court proceedings came to a close, a look of shock and disbelief washed over Gabby Willow's face. It felt as if he were trapped in a nightmare from which he desperately wished to a
Old Wade stood to the side as Gilbert tried to contact other family members and grandchildren. Unfortunately, they were all magically unreachable or had their phones turned off."Old man, it seems I've wasted enough time on you two; I should be getting rid of you now," the gang boss said, pointing his gun at Old Wade and edging his finger toward the trigger."I'll give you 1% of my shares in the company," Old Wade suddenly offered.The gang boss's expression soured as he scoffed, "1%? Do you think I'm a fool?""3%," Old Wade blurted out in a flustered manner, his fear of death evident."Not bad, old man; you're good at handling a crisis," the gang boss remarked before standing up and leaving the father and son locked in the room.Looking at his father, Gilbert said unhappily, "Dad, you shouldn't have given him 3% of the company shares. Now we're left with only 15%, and our monthly dividends will decrease by 3%."Old Wade let out a disdainful huff and snorted. "Why should I continue to
Facing the menacing presence of a notorious killer, the father and son stood frozen, unable to muster the courage to lie. With a tense expression, Old Wade locked eyes with Gilbert before reluctantly admitting, "We intended to purchase the property, but the asking price is simply too steep. Our purpose in coming here was to negotiate a more reasonable sum."The gang boss regarded the duo with a smirk before scoffing, "The Wade family holds an 18% stake in one of the largest group globally, not to mention the wealthiest company in the country. Even for a shareholder with such substantial holdings, fifty million dollars shouldn't pose a significant obstacle, right?"Old Wade's eyes widened in disbelief, while Gilbert's complexion grew noticeably ashen. Old Wade responded with a hint of dissatisfaction, "We were under the impression that you were prepared to offer the property to us for thirty million dollars. Why the sudden increase to fifty million?"The gang boss lounged back in his c
As Gilbert drove them to the meeting location provided by the buyer, Old Wade couldn't contain his frustration. "Who does he think he is, making such an unreasonable demand? When we get there, I'll give him a piece of my mind. What a thief," he grumbled."Dad, please try to stay calm. We don't know who we're dealing with here," Gilbert urged, worried that his father might escalate the situation. They had an ongoing court case with the Wilson family that required a cash settlement, and their company's monthly dividends wouldn't be enough to cover additional troubles."Why are you so afraid? Sometimes I wonder if I'm even your father. When I was your age, I wasn't afraid of trouble; trouble was afraid of me," Old Wade scolded Gilbert relentlessly.Gilbert remained silent and declined to offer any further comments. Instead, he focused all his attention on driving while his father continued to criticize him as they made their way. Upon arrival, Gilbert hastily parked the car in a nearby s
After Jayson left the court, he headed over to Wade's side to check on their progress. When he caught up with the father-and-son duo, they had already been to more than twenty housing agents in the city, all of whom had refused to entertain their request for a house.Old Wade was seething with anger, clenching his teeth in frustration. "All we asked for was refunds for damaged houses, and they've all ganged up against us. Do they think the Wades are easily pushed around?"Gilbert focused on driving, letting out a rueful sigh before turning to his father and asking, "Dad, what should we do now?"Old Wade gritted his teeth and replied, "I don't believe that none of them will sell us a house. We'll keep searching tomorrow. Stop by a place to eat; I'm famished."Gilbert pulled over at an eatery, and they grabbed a quick bite. Once they were finished, they drove to the nearest hotel and booked rooms for the night.The following day, they rose early, had breakfast, and set out to find a hou
After fleeing, Old Wade hailed a taxi and returned to where Gilbert awaited him. Old Wade's expression darkened upon seeing his son. He hadn't anticipated Gilbert's disloyalty in fleeing at the first sign of danger."Gilbert!" Old Wade bellowed, drawing the attention of the lunchtime crowd in the eatery. Gilbert hung his head low as Old Wade stormed over to his table, pointing an accusatory finger."I regret the day you were born. How could you abandon me in a time of need?" Old Wade scolded.Gilbert lifted his gaze. "Dad, I tried to warn you, but you wouldn't listen," he replied.Old Wade made no effort to lower his voice; his outburst disrupted the peaceful atmosphere of the eatery, causing discomfort to the diners. A security guard approached them, saying, "Excuse me, sir, please lower your voice. You're disturbing our patrons with the noise."Old Wade turned to the security guard and bellowed, "Do you have any idea who I am? I'm Wade, a shareholder in the Wade group. How dare a me
Old Wade's eyes snapped open, and he immediately berated Gilbert, "Why didn't you catch me before I fell? I've broken my waist."Beads of sweat formed on Gilbert's brow as he scrambled to apologize, "I am deeply sorry, Father. I promise never to fail to catch you again. I won't make such a mistake in the future."Old Wade fixed Gilbert with a steely glare and retorted angrily, "What do you mean, 'next time'? Do you think I enjoy fainting? Don't let this happen again. Find new agent. We can't afford to spend the night out in the open."Gilbert wiped the sweat from his forehead and promised, "Dad, I will contact a new agent."Old Wade huffed in frustration and fell silent. After Gilbert arranged for another agent, they purchased a new house. However, just as they were about to move in, the house collapsed."What's happening?" Old Wade's eyes widened in shock as disbelief etched across his face.If it had happened once, it could have been a mistake, but twice couldn't be attributed to a