“Sullivan Tran, you scoundrel, I’ll make sure you…”
Facing Billy’s attack, Chad gritted his teeth.
Unaware of the impending danger, he spoke while raising his hand to meet the blow.
Billy’s palm strike landed on Chad, sounding like breaking bones.
Immediately, Chad plummeted from the third floor to the ground floor lobby as if struck by a wild beast.
The impact shattered the wooden boards upon landing.
Chad lay on the ground like a dead dog, trying to speak but only coughing up blood.
With his last breath, he couldn’t believe Sullivan Tran had killed him in front of so many people!
How dare Sullivan Tran!
Didn’t he worry about dragging HIS entire family into the abyss?
Only the king of hell could answer that!
Silence fell over the previously noisy scene.
The onlookers wore expressions of shock and disbelief.
Most of them knew Chad and his significance as the son of Westin Ayala, the commander of the Praetorian Guard, known for his extreme favoritism towards his son.
Now, witnessing Chad’s murder was shocking beyond belief!
“Murder! Help!”
After a while, a woman screamed, and chaos ensued.
Meanwhile, many onlookers looked up at the third floor.
At that moment, ‘Sullivan Tran’ seemed to have sobered up from his drunken state, walking out into the corridor to look at Chad lying on the ground.
Trembling uncontrollably, panic written all over his face.
“Mr Tran, you’re in big trouble, you better run before it’s too late!”
Then, someone in the crowd shouted loudly.
“Mr Tran, run!” Another person echoed.
Billy jumped from the third floor, then ran out the door without looking back.
For Billy, the Crimson Flame Imperial City’s fuse had already been lit, and the remaining events were of no concern to him.
He just needed to sit back and watch what unfolded next.
Just as Billy returned to the City East Manor, Westin Ayala, the commander of the Crimson Flame Empire’s Praetorian Guard, was meditating in his courtyard.
He rarely spent more than a few days at the Praetorian Guard’s headquarters. Yesterday, he returned on a whim and stayed overnight.
His recent mood had been quite good because he faintly sensed the dawn of the ninth-rank Sacred Realm, confident he would soon attempt a breakthrough.
If he successfully stepped into the ninth-rank Sacred Realm, his position in the Crimson Flame Imperial Palace would be unmatched!
“I heard that a few days ago, the Blood and Devil Sects slaughtered the Saint Cloud Pavilion?”
After finishing his meditation, Westin Ayala turned to an elderly man nearby and asked casually.
“Reporting to the commander, it’s true!” The old man responded respectfully.
“However, it’s said that someone arrived halfway, and all the people from the Blood and Devil Sects were killed!”
“Oh?” Westin Ayala paused briefly, “Do we know who did it?”
“If the information is correct, it should be the one from Skydragon City!” The old man spoke again.
“Billy?” Westin Ayala paused again.
“Exactly!” The old man nodded.
“Well, that’s good!” Westin Ayala smiled faintly.
“It’s better to have direct conflict between the Blood and Devil Sects and that kid!”
“The higher-ups must have informed the Blood and Devil Sects that the kid is the Lord Dragon of Glavale.”
“In this way, our cooperation with them will go much smoother!”
“That’s true!” The old man smiled as well.
“Since Billy has come to the Crimson Flame Empire, he will definitely come to the imperial city!” After a moment of thought, Westin Ayala instructed.
“Let the Praetorian Guard keep an eye out. If they find his whereabouts, report immediately!”
“Yes, sir!” The old man nodded.
“Commander… something has happened…” Just then, a subordinate rushed in anxiously from outside.
“Panicked like this, what’s going on?” Westin Ayala frowned.
“What could be so serious!”
“Commander, it’s really serious…” The subordinate paused briefly before continuing, “Master Chad… he…”
“What happened to Chad?” Westin Ayala’s heart skipped a beat.
“He… he was killed…” The subordinate swallowed hard before responding.
“What?!” Westin Ayala roared.
At the same time, a tremendous force exploded from him, sending the subordinate flying.
He crashed several hundred meters away, coughing up blood.
“Who did it? What happened?” Westin Ayala continued to shout angrily.
“It… it was Lord Sullivan Tran, the son of the Prime Minister…”
Trembling, the subordinate got up and described what he had learned in fragments.
“Search!” After hearing the subordinate’s report, Westin Ayala roared.
“Send people out to find that scoundrel, dead or alive!”
“Yes, sir!” The subordinate hurriedly ran out of the gate.
After the subordinate left, Westin Ayala, furious, swept his hand towards a nearby rockery.
Boom!
The rockery shattered into pieces, debris flying everywhere.
Then, with eyes blazing, he uttered each word firmly.
“Arian Tran, I will make your whole family suffer!”
Meanwhile, Arian Tran was selecting herbs in his courtyard.
As the foremost alchemist of the Crimson Flame Empire, he was already a genuine divine-grade alchemist.
And recently, he had a feeling that he might soon break through to become a sacred-grade alchemist.
If he could reach that level, he would be the only sacred-grade alchemist in the Forbidden Ruins Space in the past two to three hundred years.
By then, even the emperor would treat him with great respect!
A sacred-grade Elemental Pill was absolutely invaluable.
Even a mid-stage Sacred Realm expert, if lucky enough to refine a sacred-grade Elemental Pill, could almost certainly break through a level!
“Elder Rory, has Sullivan gone out carousing again?” Arian Tran spoke while selecting herbs.
“According to the reports, he went out with Westin Ayala’s son at noon,” an old man with white hair replied.
“That rascal, he should behave himself. I’ve told him so many times!” Arian Tran retorted.
“Don’t be angry, Lord Prime Minister!” Elder Rory continued.
“Actually, Master Sullivan has been doing quite well lately. Let him relax occasionally, nothing will happen.”
“He listens to you more, so please remind him more often.” After a pause, Arian Tran continued,
“Also, keep him away from people close to Westin Ayala’s side when necessary!”