1/2 chapters for today. I’m sorry i didn’t upload yesterday. I know I am owing you all big time and I will make it up to you all. The next sets of plot is set to blow you all minds! Just sit tight and read!
. . “H-He’s the owner of Grey Group?” Kathy stammered, her disbelief evident. Her eyes widened as she stared at Landon, unable to comprehend what she had just heard. “Yes, that’s correct,” Minister Wilson confirmed with a nod, turning to face Kathy with a smile. “This young man right here is indeed the owner of Grey Group.” His voice was filled with a mixture of pride and respect as he spoke, making it clear how much weight Landon’s position held in his eyes. Kathy blinked, still trying to process the information. It was so unexpected, so shocking. She had never imagined that the young man she once considered insignificant would turn out to be the most important person in the room. "Mr. King, I am truly honored to have you as a guest at my birthday celebration," Minister Wilson continued, his tone filled with genuine gratitude. "Thank you so much for the incredibly generous gift." Once again, he bowed deeply toward Landon, an extraordinary gesture that took the entire room by surpr
. . Landon had not intended to reveal his true identity in such a public and dramatic manner, but circumstances had left him little choice. He had his reasons for making such a bold move. Ever since his face had been exposed during his confrontation with Carolyn, he knew it was only a matter of time before it became widely known. There was no stopping the spread of the truth once it began to unravel. Understanding the inevitable, Landon decided that there was no point in continuing to keep his status as a person of considerable power and influence hidden. Instead, he planned to use this revelation to his advantage, sending a subtle yet unmistakable message to all his enemies—both known and hidden—encouraging them to come out of the shadows and seek him out directly. In fact, he was hoping they would. Let them come. He was ready for whatever they threw at him. However, there was one aspect of this sudden public exposure that he hadn’t fully considered—the situation involving Ele
..In the very heart of Autumnvale Town, an enormous arena had been erected, towering like a testament to the power and influence of those who built it. No, it was more than just an arena—it was a monumental stage, an imposing coliseum that dominated the town center. Its grandiosity left the spectators in awe. The guests, seated comfortably in their designated areas, could hardly believe that such a massive structure had been constructed so quickly. Just seven days prior, there was no sign of this massive arena. The open space where it now stood had been empty, untouched, and utterly ordinary.It was only after the prestigious Golden Zeus himself appeared and announced that the competition would be held in Autumnvale that the construction began in earnest. The feat was nothing short of miraculous. Typically, a project of this scale would have taken several months, perhaps even years if the pace was leisurely. Yet, the Martial Arts Alliance of the South had accomplished the seemingly
..“Who has arrived, you dimwit?” one of the martial artists exclaimed, turning sharply towards the person who had spoken.“Yeah, who’s shown up that’s making you raise such a commotion and completely lose your composure?!” another added, frowning in confusion.The other martial artists, now curious and slightly annoyed, echoed the question as they observed the man who had drawn their attention.“It’s Hendrix Anderson!” the man finally blurted out, his voice trembling with excitement and reverence.“What?! Did you say Hendrix Anderson?! I need to see this for myself…”“My goodness, Hendrix is already here?!”Before long, a majority of the martial artists rushed out like frenzied fans eager to catch a glimpse of a celebrity they had only heard about in awe-inspiring stories.“It’s really him! It’s definitely Hendrix Anderson!”At that very moment, Hendrix truly made his arrival known, and he did so with unmatched grandeur. He arrived in a convoy of imposing military vehicles, and as t
..“Amazing… that’s Master Muzan! I’ve heard so many stories about his remarkable feats!” one of the martial artists exclaimed with excitement, his eyes wide with admiration.“Wait, isn’t he the martial artist who ventured into the infamous Soul Forest for a hunting expedition and spent thirty days there, taking down some of the most dangerous creatures?!” another voice added, his tone a mix of awe and disbelief.“Yes, that’s him!” a third martial artist chimed in, nodding vigorously. “He’s the one who came out unscathed, bringing back proof of his unbelievable prowess. He even survived a battle against a mutated beast that had devoured entire villages!”“Damn! No wonder he’s acting so arrogant. With that kind of experience and skill, he’s undoubtedly one of the top martial artists here, and he’s definitely going to be a major threat in this competition!”The sudden revelation of the burly man’s identity caused a flurry of reactions among the crowd. The expressions of those around hi
. . Landon was still puzzling over why this enigmatic figure, known as Flying Logan, had stepped in to help him. From what he had observed thus far, it seemed that there was a deeper connection—a long and complicated history—between Flying Logan and Master Muzan. The tension between them felt almost palpable, as if there were old wounds festering just beneath the surface. It wasn’t the typical rivalry one would expect between martial artists. No, it was something much more intense and personal. “So, are you seriously going to stop me from teaching this arrogant kid a lesson right now?” Master Muzan growled, his voice thick with irritation as he directed a menacing glare at Logan. Logan didn’t flinch. Instead, he took a firm step forward, his gaze unwavering as he stared directly into Master Muzan’s eyes. “I’m not going to let you harm him, Muzan. Not today. Besides, the competition hasn’t even started yet. So, if you’re really itching for a fight, why don’t you find someone at your
. . A thunderous crack broke through the sky, roaring across the arena like the battle cry of a storm god. The lightning illuminated the entire coliseum, casting stark, momentary shadows that flickered against the massive stone walls. As quickly as the sky had been rent apart, it closed, leaving a momentary silence that filled the air with a sense of anticipation. Then, as the last echoes of the thunder died down, five figures appeared, hovering high in the sky above the arena. One of them was an instantly recognizable face. “Golden Zeus…” someone murmured reverently from the crowd, and soon the entire arena buzzed with hushed voices, each person repeating the name like a mantra. The atmosphere became almost palpable as the entire audience fell silent, every eye fixed on the figures above. Golden Zeus, the most renowned martial artist of them all, floated effortlessly alongside four others. Slowly, they began their descent from the heavens, their robes billowing gently around the
.."You have ten minutes to choose your teammates and form a team of five," Golden Zeus announced with finality, his deep voice echoing throughout the vast arena. His words hung in the air like a heavy decree, leaving the martial artists no choice but to act quickly. Once the announcement was made, Golden Zeus leaned back in his seat. His sharp gaze swept across the arena, taking in the reactions of all the martial artists gathered there. It was clear that the fighters had different responses to the rules of the first round. Some seemed satisfied, nodding to themselves as if they had anticipated this, while others appeared disgruntled, frowning in dissatisfaction. A few simply remained passive, neither pleased nor displeased, but clearly indifferent to the unfolding situation. However, no matter how they felt about the rules or the way things were progressing, one fact remained unchanged: they all had to participate in the first round of the competition, whether they liked it or not