“The Sacred Liquid inside the Night Holy Grail needs my personal attention every night. I won’t be able to leave for the next month,” Prince Augustus said.
When the Night Holy Grail was mentioned, a fervent light of pilgrimage flickered in Augustus’s eyes. The Sacred Liquid within the Night Holy Grail was of utmost importance to him.
“My lord, should we dispatch three counts to kill that Atraria lad?” Count Antoine proposed.
He refused to believe that three counts couldn’t handle that kid.
“Since that kid was able to kill Count Henry, who wielded the Tess Holy Bow, even if we send three counts, it’s not certain that they will be able to kill him,” Prince Augustus replied.
“Let him live a little longer. After another month, when I consume the Sacred Liquid, I will personally go to Atraria and tear that kid into pieces!” Augustus’s voice turned chilling.
“Yes, my lord,” Count Antoine nodded solemnly.
The prince’s strength was incredibly powerful. If the prince personally went to Atraria, that Atraria kid was undoubtedly doomed!
“My lord, that Atraria kid is still killing members of our Modock Family. If we don’t stop him, more than two hundred of our members in Atraria will be in danger,” Antoine expressed his concerns.
“In addition, our Modock Family’s business in Atraria will be greatly affected,” Antoine added.
“Let them temporarily leave Atraria. We’ll decide everything after I consume the Sacred Liquid,” Augustus’s voice turned icy. “As for the wealth our Modock Family lost, once that Atraria kid is dead, all the wealth he possesses will belong to our Modock Family.”
“Yes, my lord,” Antoine nodded solemnly.
Outside the mansion, Prince Felix and his close attendant, Willner, stepped into a black Rolls-Royce after leaving the mansion.
“Hmph, Augustus must have encountered some troublesome situation in Eastland, most likely in Atraria, otherwise, he wouldn’t be acting this way,” Felix sneered.
The four princes were never on good terms with each other and were always scheming against one another. If Augustus had indeed made a major mistake, it would be the perfect opportunity to weaken his prestige among the werewolf clan.
“Willner, investigate what happened to Augustus in Eastland,” Felix ordered.
“Yes, my lord,” Willner respectfully nodded.
At the Koken Family’s main estate, it was midnight. A crescent moon hung in the sky, casting its light on the courtyard filled with cherry blossom trees.
Inside the spacious wooden house at the center of the estate, two individuals knelt, and in front of them lay the latest information about Atraria.
“Grandfather, things have turned out unexpectedly,” Maniwa said with a solemn expression as he glanced at the information, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Kuki took a deep breath and nodded slowly.
Then, Kuki sighed, “It’s really unbelievable. The Modock Family not only suffered heavy losses in the Seven Stars Sword Sect, but its members were also brutally killed in retaliation. They are formidable opponents.”
“Grandfather, I had an encounter with Leo. He is a vengeful person. Just because I ambushed him with Lord Yoshinaka, he killed Yoshinaka and others, and then used despicable methods to kill Lord Eitoku and Lord Shuko. It’s his revenge for our ambush on him!”
After Maniwa finished speaking, Kuki fell into silence, and a pair of aged eyes flickered with light.
“Grandfather, what are you thinking?” Maniwa asked.
“Maniwa, after observing that kid named Leo Atraria for some time, I’ve realized how ruthless he can be. If we confront him, it’s good if we win, but if we fail, it will have a significant impact on the family. I’m thinking whether it’s worth it,” Kuki said in a deep voice.
“Grandfather, are you considering giving up?” Maniwa’s voice expressed astonishment.
In the perception of Orientia people, Kuki, a legendary figure in Orientia’s business world, did not have the word “give up” in his dictionary.
“Maniwa, sometimes, for the sake of the family’s interests, giving up can be a way to avoid risks. It is ignorance to knowingly confront an overwhelmingly powerful opponent,” a profound wisdom gleamed in Kuki’s eyes.
Then, his tone changed, and he stared at Maniwa, continuing, “However, that Atraria kid is still far from being a threat that would make me fear for the family. For the sake of the secret teachings of Yin and Yang, we must capture him. Even if it means losing two-thirds of the family’s strength, we won’t hesitate!”
Kuki’s determination was unwavering.
“Yes!” Maniwa nodded heavily, and her gaze also became firm.
From Kuki’s words, she sensed her grandfather’s great resolve.
“As long as we obtain the complete Yin and Yang inheritance, the family will stand at the peak of all Orientia, no, perhaps even the world!”
“Therefore, Maniwa, as long as he doesn’t become powerful enough to threaten the survival of the entire family, we must never give up easily.”
“Just wait, the Werewolves have existed for a thousand years, with immense heritage. The battle with that Atraria person will not end so easily.”
“The next time, perhaps it will be a true battle that knows no end!”
Kuki’s eyes sparkled as he looked towards the western sky under the night.
On the medical hall side, Leo had just finished his consultation with Shiloh.
A call came in from Coral, asking Leo to go to Wilde Jewelry Group, saying that there was an important matter.
Leo’s car had been sent for maintenance at the 4S shop yesterday, so he had to temporarily borrow Shiloh’s POLO car.
The POLO car was manual transmission, and since Leo got his driver’s license, he had never driven a manual car before, so he was not used to it, and naturally, his speed couldn’t pick up.
When he got on the expressway, the traffic suddenly increased.
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of urgent honking from behind the car, which was very piercing.
Leo glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a black Maserati continuously honking at him, as if annoyed by his slow driving.
But Leo had no choice. The lanes on both sides were busy, and if he changed lanes recklessly, he would definitely stall, so he could only slightly increase his speed.
However, the Maserati was still not satisfied and kept honking incessantly.
Finally, finding an opportunity, the Maserati switched to the adjacent lane, the driver’s window rolled down, and a young man in a floral shirt extended his middle finger at Leo, angrily cursing, “Damn, can’t you drive? You’re like a tortoise!”
Leo couldn’t be bothered to respond.
But the guy in the floral shirt kept cursing, seemingly very dissatisfied. He suddenly turned the steering wheel, accelerated, and cut in front of Leo, repeatedly tapping the brakes. Leo quickly followed suit and hit the brakes, and the speed suddenly slowed down.
Leo couldn’t help but honk his horn.