1/3 chapters for today. Sorry for starting to upload late. Two more chapters coming up.
. . Landon’s smile widened as he gazed at the unfortunate trio. “From this day forward, you three are officially fired from Grey Group, and you will be arrested immediately for fraud. Take them away!” When the trio heard Landon’s declaration, it was as if their worst nightmare had come true, manifesting right before their very eyes. The weight of his words crashed down on them, shattering any hope they had left. The company’s security guards, who had already arrived at the scene, wasted no time in following Landon’s orders. They began to drag the trio out of the office, their grip firm and unyielding. However, Clarissa, Mark, and Cuban were not ready to accept their fates so easily. Desperation clawed at them, and they all fell to Landon’s feet, resisting the efforts of the security guards who were trying to take them away. “Landon, please! I know I did you wrong, but please, find it in your heart to forgive me,” Clarissa pleaded, her voice choked with tears as they streamed down
. . Just as a figurative bazooka struck within the department of Grey Group, another exploded throughout the entire region of Autumnvale. The shockwaves reverberated far and wide, unsettling everyone from the highest echelons of society to the common folk on the streets. After the humiliating defeat of George Anderson and the complete decimation of the Megatron military base, a powerful institution once considered indomitable, the citizens of Autumnvale began to question the true strength of the Anderson family. The Andersons had long been one of the most feared and respected families in the entire region. One of the main reasons for this fear was George Anderson himself, the patriarch of the family, who was renowned as a peak Divine Slayer Martial Artist—a title that struck fear into the hearts of many. To add to his fearsome reputation, George also commanded Megatron, a military base that was not only well-equipped with advanced weaponry, including war tanks, but also housed a for
..The Anderson Residence.The Anderson residence appeared as serene and orderly as it did on any regular day. The guards were stationed diligently at their designated posts, ever watchful, and the maids were busily engaged in their daily chores. Everything was calm and peaceful—until a loud, urgent scream echoed from the main gate."Open the main gate! Sir Hendrix has just returned!"The announcement, made with a booming voice, sent shockwaves through the estate. Every servant and guard froze momentarily, their bodies tensing as the weight of the proclamation settled in. Not a single one of them had failed to hear of Sir Hendrix’s glorious and monumental feat in battle. They were all acutely aware of his overwhelming power, and none of them dared to show even a hint of disrespect. With someone of Sir Hendrix’s caliber, maintaining perfect behavior was the only option. The last thing any of them wanted was to incur his wrath.The guards quickly assembled, forming a line at attention
. . "Dad," Hendrix said with a confident grin, "this Landon must be incredibly strong. I can’t wait to face him in battle." Just as Hendrix let out those words in excitement, his attention was suddenly seized by a booming voice that echoed through the room. The sound was so powerful that everyone in the room heard it clearly, and along with it came the overwhelming sensation of a very strong and formidable aura. “Greetings, citizens of Autumnvale, and citizens of the entire world! I am Golden Zeus, a messenger sent here by the Martial Arts Alliance to inform the world that the Deadly Path to the South will commence right here in Autumnvale in seven days!" The moment Hendrix, Carolyn, and George heard the proclamation, their expressions all changed dramatically. It was as if the weight of the message sank into each of them at once, altering the atmosphere in the room. A wide, almost predatory smile spread across Hendrix’s face as he absorbed the announcement. “Looks like I'll be
..Landon could sense that Aurora was unsure if their relationship would remain the same after his sudden revelation of being the owner of Grey Group. He could see the doubt lingering in her eyes, the uncertainty clouding her normally bright demeanor. She seemed to be struggling with the idea that their dynamic might shift now that she knew the truth about his status and wealth. However, what she failed to understand was one very important fact: Landon had always been the owner of Grey Group, even before he decided to hide his identity and pose as an intern. From the very beginning, he had been the one in control of the company, long before he ever met her. Yet, despite his hidden identity, he had chosen to befriend her. The only thing he hadn’t done was reveal who he truly was. His friendship with her was genuine, the person she had gotten to know was the real him. Now that his true identity had come to light, it didn’t mean that he had changed as a person.With a warm, reassuring
. . When the crowd heard Landon’s reply, they were all completely taken aback. After Flynn introduced himself, everyone had expected Landon to apologize immediately, as that would have been the logical response when faced with someone of Flynn’s status. However, what happened was the exact opposite. Not only did Landon refuse to apologize, but he even went so far as to rebuke Flynn! The audacity of this act left the onlookers in utter disbelief. What could this mean? To them, it was obvious: Landon was destined for a severe punishment. Perhaps, had Landon apologized for not recognizing Flynn, he might have received a lighter sentence. Maybe, just maybe, he would have been spared some of the consequences. But instead, he had chosen to rebuke Flynn, and that meant one thing—he would be made an example of. Flynn would use him as a scapegoat, a public lesson to show others what happened when someone dared to disrespect him. Even Aurora, standing beside Landon, felt her heart sink. Fear
..The moment Flynn struck with his powerful fist, everyone in the room assumed that Landon was certainly done for. Not only had this fool disrespected Flynn, but he had also displayed outrageous overconfidence by keeping his hands behind his back. Such arrogance was exactly the kind of attitude that had driven many martial artists to their graves, and now, the onlookers believed they were about to witness yet another reckless soul meet his untimely demise.Furthermore, another reason the crowd was so confident that Landon would lose was due to Flynn’s notorious reputation. Flynn of Scarlet Justice was widely known for his brute strength, a force so great that people said he could obliterate mountains with just his fists. If Landon had done his research thoroughly, he probably wouldn’t have dared to provoke someone as fearsome as Flynn. But he hadn’t, and now he was about to pay the ultimate price for his foolish actions.Flynn’s fist had not yet even made contact with Landon, but th
..“Senior Flynn!” The expressions of Flynn’s three lackeys turned into one of utter despair as they saw their senior in the same humiliating position, just like the last time. Flynn, their powerful leader, was once again laid low in the most embarrassing way possible, his defeat echoing through the stunned silence of the room.The crowd was in even more shock this time. It was Flynn who had launched the attack, and yet, just like before, he was the one who ended up suffering the consequences. The first time, they had reasoned that perhaps Flynn hadn’t taken his opponent, the young man standing so confidently, very seriously. That might have explained why he had landed in such a pitiful state. However, this time, Flynn had clearly signaled that he was getting serious, fully unleashing his strength, and yet he still met the same fate. Didn’t this imply that the young man, Landon, was far stronger than Flynn? How else could they explain such a baffling situation?Even more astonishing