"You bastard... What's going on here?" Bob sprawled on the ground, unable to even see where Xayne was."With this lowly skill, you thought you could assassinate me?" Xayne remarked, hands casually tucked in his pockets as he strolled over to Bob.In an instant, Bob drew his pistols from his clothes, but before he could fire at Xayne, Xayne swiftly kicked both guns out of his hands, sending them clattering to the ground."Got any more tricks? Feel free to show them," Xayne sneered at Bob.Bob felt utterly defeated. He had not expected to find himself utterly powerless against this man. Despite easily taking down over a dozen bodyguards before, he felt like a helpless woman before Xayne.He began to question everything. "Tell me who sent you, and maybe I'll spare your life," Xayne said, stopping in front of Bob, his expression and tone casual as if he were just another passerby out for a stroll."Why are you so strong? The intel said you were just an ordinary man..." Bob's though
Soon, Draven's men arrived at the villa and took away Bob's body. The next evening, Tyson took the initiative to invite Tim to the temporary residence at the villa. Tyson finally broached the subject as they ate and drank, discussing company matters. "How was the task I entrusted you to do?"Tim smiled confidently. "I hired a very reliable hitman. With his extensive experience, there shouldn't be any issues."Tyson nodded. "I trust your abilities.""His name is Bob, ranked 72nd on the hit list. Have you heard of him?" Tim asked with a smile.Tyson shook his head. In his eyes, these hitmen were just his underlings. He only needed to pay them. They would become his tools, swords, and guns. He had no need to remember their names.Tim laughed awkwardly and took a sip of wine to cover up his embarrassment. Just then, his phone rang. Glancing down, he saw it was a message from his butler."Oh! Look at this, my butler is calling. He must have good news to report," Tim said, eager to boa
Almost simultaneously, hundreds of top-tier assassins locked onto the bounty, planning their journey to Drakonia. Although the number of hitmen seemed vast, they were scattered across the globe and were not gathered in one place. Moreover, there were only so many flights to Drakonia each day, making it impossible for unified screening.At the same time, Xayne, unusually, glanced at the Dark Network's website and naturally noticed the bounty on his head. "Oh? That's interesting," he muttered. Just as he logged into his account, countless messages from sponsors flooded in. Some tasked him with assassinating high-ranking officials overseas, others with eliminating his competitors, and some wanted him to deal with other candidates."You're offering such a low price. It's hard for me to help," Xayne complained before replying with a simple "Not interested." Yet, these two sentences stirred up a storm on the hitmen forum. They knew the Culu King, who ruled the assassination network, ha
Xayne had been studying the remaining content of the Heavenly Tome since returning to Venzor. He repeatedly reviewed the medical skills section, practiced some lost kickboxing techniques, and even trained in assassination techniques.After just a few days of contemplation and practice, Xayne felt that his strength had improved once again. To test himself, he sought out Draven for a sparring session."Drakon King, I won't hold back!" Draven stood on the villa's lawn, visibly excited and eager. They all admired Xayne and naturally wanted to spar with him to see where they fell short.Today, with the opportunity to spar with Xayne, Draven would not let it slip by. Without hesitation, he dove straight at Xayne, throwing a powerful punch aimed directly at his face.The force behind the punch was tremendous, swift, and lethal, capable of overwhelming even a Legend Warrior. After all, Draven was a Celestial Warrior.However, much to Draven's astonishment, Xayne did not budge. He calmly c
Next, Xayne continued to ponder over the contents of the torn manuscript. Meanwhile, Draven went out for a while before returning to the villa, his expression turned grave. He said to Xayne, "Drakon King, I just found out that Tim and Tyson arranged the assassins who targeted you a few days ago.""Tim and Tyson?" Xayne frowned at the mention of these names as he carefully stowed away the torn manuscript.Then, he laughed coldly, saying, "The Bullard family is quite something. They dared to extend their hands to the Swift family, trying to use them against me.""What should we do about it, Drakon King? Should we arrest Tim and the others?" Draven asked.Xayne frowned, saying, "No rush, let's wait and see. I want to see what kind of trouble Tim and Tyson can stir up."After that, Xayne left the villa and went straight to Serenco. Recently, the company had been dealing with the final affairs, planning to evacuate from Venzor in two days and relocate to Folksworth."Honey, are you do
As Xayne rushed into the building, he was met with a stream of people rushing out, covering their mouths and noses, each screaming in terror, their faces smudged with soot and panic.Against the tide, Xayne made his way through the crowded stairwells, heading toward the rooftop.Inside the entire building, smoke and terrifying flames filled the air.Finally, Xayne reached the floor where Serenco was located, and the entire floor was engulfed in raging flames.In front of him, thick black smoke and towering flames obscured his vision.The temperature was unbearably high.Xayne had soaked himself before entering. He covered his mouth and nose with a wet cloth, braving the engulfing flames as he charged into Serenco.He kicked open the door to Serena's office, and with a thunderous crash, the door shattered, followed by a blast of flames rushing toward him.The scorching blast sent Xayne flying several meters, crashing heavily into nearby furniture.However, Xayne paid no attenti
With those words, the dark figure vanished instantly from Xayne's sight.Xayne frowned as he looked at the sea of flames before him, quickly retreating into the office.Then, he rushed to the storage room, pouring the remaining buckets of water over Serena and himself.Afterward, he held Serena and turned to face the entire floor-to-ceiling glass window.He did not hesitate at that moment, striding quickly toward the floor-to-ceiling glass window. With a bang, he smashed through the massive glass window, holding the unconscious Serena, leaping from the seventh or eighth floor.In that instant, everyone on the street—the onlookers, the scattered crowds, and the firefighters battling the blaze—were all shocked by the deafening sound overhead.They looked up to see a figure carrying another person, crashing through the glass curtain wall from the seventh or eighth floor and then leaping down.At that moment, the shattered glass refracted colorful hues in the sunlight.Because of
With just one sentence, the atmosphere in the entire hospital room plummeted. Xayne gently touched Serena's delicate face, stood up, turned around, and said to Draven, "Muster a thousand soldiers from the Northern Plains Military Headquarters to guard the hospital!" "Yes, sir," Draven responded. Then, Xayne stepped out of the hospital room. In the corridor, almost half of the prominent figures from Venzor stood anxiously at the door. "Commander Xayne, is Ms. Serena alright?" Kenneth rushed over, his face filled with urgency. Behind him, Chuck and Harold also hurried over, asking, "Commander Xayne, what's the situation?" "Mr. Xayne, if you need me, just give the order. Even if it requires the entire military throughout the city!" Harold declared. Xayne glanced at the group of people before him and calmly said, "Serena is fine, just unconscious for the time being. You all should go back for now. If there's anything, I'll inform you." With that, Xayne walked straight throu
Deanana glanced at Xayne as she coyly smiled. "Mr. Xayne, no need to be so reserved with me. After all, I used to be one of your admirers. I always thought you were an extraordinary man."Although it seems I misjudged you, still, you were a part of my girlish dreams. Don't let your current misfortunes bother you too much. People say a fallen phoenix is worse than a chicken, and while that's true, I happen to have a kind heart."Her words, though laced with laughter, were razor-sharp. Each one was a jab meant to cut deep.Her meaning was clear: "You might have been a shining star once, but now, you're nothing in my eyes—not even worth a second glance." Helping Xayne get his luggage was just an act, nothing more."Mr. Xayne, do you remember? Just a few years ago, at this very airport, you were returning from... oh yes, the Seven Nations Summit!"You know, I waited at the airport entrance for over four hours that morning just to get your autograph. But sadly, your security team didn'
"Heh, Miss Deanana, you also know that's all in the past. Even if he were still the King of the North, we live in peaceful times now. No one gets special privileges, right?" Dean chimed in smoothly, his tone laced with mockery."Dean! Do you even realize what you're doing?!" Aava could not hold back any longer, her eyes glaring fiercely as she clenched her fists in anger."Of course, I know what I'm doing, and I know neither of you are ordinary people. Thinking about hitting me? Don't forget, there are plenty of reporters over there. If you dare lay a hand on me, I'll make sure Xayne's reputation is ruined," Dean replied smugly.Dean's sneer widened into a wicked grin, the confidence radiating from him undeniable."Manager Dean, how about this? To be honest, I used to admire Mr. Xayne. Why don't you do me a favor and return his belongings? It would be a great gesture," Deanana interjected with a gentle smile.Upon hearing this, Aava bristled with fury. She knew Deanana was up to s
Dean's wild provocations quickly drew a crowd of onlookers.At that moment, a striking young woman stepped forward, removing her sunglasses as she made her way through the throng.The woman was dressed in an elegant black gown, the hemline revealing a pair of flawless, slender legs that caught everyone's attention. Her expression, however, was haughty, as though she looked down on everyone around her.She was Deanana Lovorka, the heiress of the Lovorka family conglomerate. While not exactly a household name, she was considered a minor socialite in the upper circles of Drakonix."Manager Dean, it's been a while!" Deanana greeted casually.As someone who frequently traveled abroad for business, Deanana was a familiar face at the airport and she had crossed paths with Dean on several occasions.But she was not here for a casual chat with Dean. It was far from it.She had come specifically to see Xayne.This was, after all, the legendary King of the North. Just six months ago, he w
"Do you have any idea whose luggage this is?" Aava asked coldly with a sharp and commanding tone.She was on the verge of revealing her special credentials—something she rarely used unless absolutely necessary. Xayne had been her hero, someone she deeply admired. The ridicule from Miodrag moments earlier had already pushed her to the edge, and now even a low-level airport staffer dared to humiliate him."Of course, I knew. Xayne, the King of the North six months ago; now he's just a regular civilian," the staffer replied with icy indifference. The staffer smirked. "Miss, do you think Xayne is still the mighty King of the North? There's no war, the capital isn't under siege, and he's utterly useless now. Take my advice—someone young and beautiful like you should stay far away from trash like Xayne. Get closer to someone like Young Master Dongfang instead. It'll do wonders for your future!"Dean swaggered over, cigarette dangling from his mouth, hands clasped behind his back. His ex
Upon hearing those words, both Xayne and Aava paused in surprise, then frowned in unison.The VIP lounge was clearly still operating as usual. Inside, over twenty people were relaxing—some reading newspapers and sipping coffee. There was no sign of any "closure" or "disinfection."It was obvious that this so-called announcement was deliberately targeting Xayne and Aava."Manager Li, isn't this going a bit too far? That's Xayne—formerly the King of the North. He has special privileges to use the VIP lounge. If this gets reported to higher-ups, we could all be in trouble…," whispered one of the airport staff, cautiously approaching Dean."Higher-ups? Haven't you heard? Young Master Lyuben already gave the order—anyone who sides with Xayne will see their entire family wiped out." Dean sneered, exhaling a cloud of smoke as he lit a cigarette."And even if the higher-ups find out, what can they do?" Dean added mockingly. "I'll admit, six months ago, I wouldn't have dared cross Xayne. B
Miodrag's laughter quickly caught the attention of onlookers in the bustling terminal. But their gazes were fixed not on him but on Xayne.The "King of the North" was a name nearly everyone recognized, yet no one dared approach him. Lyuben's warning had spread far and wide: anyone who got close to Xayne would face annihilation."Miodrag! What gives you the right to mock Mr. Xayne? Just hours ago, he was fighting on the front lines for this country. And you? What have you done besides indulge yourself in luxury?" Aava snapped with a sharp and clear voice."Heh, I pay taxes, don't I? Doesn't spending money generate tax revenue? Without people like me keeping the economy alive, what would Xayne have eaten in the north? Dirt?" Miodrag smirked, his tone dripping with mockery. He sneered and continued, "If not for us rich kids throwing around millions in donations every day, Xayne wouldn't even have warm dirt to eat!""Damn it! The nerve of that guy!""What's so special about the East
"Is it true that Xayne captured the so-called 'Lord of Light' alive?" Lyuben remained calm as he was playing a grand piano in the lounge."Indeed! Word is, the Lord of Light's master, Master Emin, was present as well. However, Xander also made an appearance. My analysis suggests it was Xander who forced Master Emin to retreat, while Xayne crippled the Lord of Light." An older man lowered his head respectfully as he spoke, his voice tinged with urgency."Oh? Defeating the Lord of Light… he must have had a trick up his sleeve. Was it some kind of tactic or setup?" Lyuben asked without betraying a hint of emotion."It's said that Xayne specializes in traps and ambushes. Otherwise, Hiram and his crew wouldn't have met their end in that mansion. Master Dongfang, you mustn't underestimate him!""Hmm?!" Lyuben's eyes shot open suddenly, piercing beams of icy resolve radiating toward the older man.The man immediately lowered his head further, not daring to meet the gaze of the young lead
"Lowes, what are you panicking for?" Zoro's cold gaze locked onto Lowes.Even though Lowes was several generations younger than him, as the head of the Bullard family, he had the status to stand on equal footing with Zoro."I'm not panicking, I just don't want to see more white funeral banners hanging at the Bullard family estate. If Xayne comes back and chooses to settle the score, do you think any of us can handle it? You might not know this, but back when King Quidie rebelled, even Klink didn't dare lay a hand on him," Lowes replied, his voice strained but steady.He paused, taking a long, slow breath to calm himself. "Put it another way, if Xayne comes for us, even KB Kings Circle won't step in to save us. If that doesn't scare you, then I don't know what will!"The air in the room grew colder. Lowes glanced around at the faces of the other family heads, hoping to see reason in their eyes. But then came a sneer.Zoro let out a low, disdainful chuckle. "Even if Xayne didn't die
"Xayne!" Zoro clenched his fists so tightly. If anyone had a grudge against Xayne, the Eastin family's hatred was no less than that of the Bullard family. Not to mention, Flamey had been killed by Xayne not long ago. This blood feud had to be settled.The Big Four weren't some weak, defenseless prey that Xayne could toy with as he pleased. For decades, the Big Four had controlled the heart of the Drakonia's economy. Every senator, governor, and political figure had to show them respect. But since Iver's death, the Big Four had lost their glow. People who once bowed their heads were now looking down on them. The root of all this was because of Xayne.That's why, after Flamey's death, the Eastin family had no choice but to call upon their master, a man who had been living in seclusion for decades. Every bit of information regarding Xayne's trip to Egenda, his plans, his contacts, and even his flight schedule had been deliberately fed to Lord of Light.They made it clear that the momen