The birthday party had just begun when Flynn brazenly confronted Zion and grew recklessly close to Harriet Hamilton.
Zion could tolerate that.
But Maisie Carlisle was his Achilles’ heel, untouchable by anyone.
She was his precious gem, whom Zion could not bear to scold, yet Flynn had the audacity to slap her!
Zion was furious!
His aura erupted with unprecedented force, sweeping through every corner of the hall with immense pressure.
Madeline was so frightened she nearly fainted.
Flynn had struck Lysander King’s beloved daughter? How was this different from a commoner attacking the king’s daughter?
Annihilation of his entire family!
Death by a thousand cuts!
Flynn would not survive this!
“Dad, you really should come and see what this scoundrel Flynn is up to!”
“Your daughter marrying him would drag her to death!”
The disaster escalated, and Niarak was no longer enough for Flynn’s antics!
He aimed to escalate his reach to the national level, facing the world!
The guests at the scene were also stunned.
Lysander King, usually commanding without anger, now unleashed his fury like a dreadful dragon, his killing intent swirling fiercely.
The elites of Niarak were terrified!
They had never seen such a prominent figure erupt in anger.
Although the tycoons of Pelens had dealt with Zion, this was the first time they saw him explode with such rage.
Niarak was in turmoil!
Layla was also taken aback, not expecting Flynn to resort to violence.
He was courting death!
How dare he…
Kimber was also shaken to the core.
She had just mocked Flynn for not daring to act, thinking he would at most pull Odin Hamilton away.
Yet, Flynn had slapped Maisie Carlisle!
Who gave him such courage?!
Yet Flynn remained icy-cold, dismissing Zion as irrelevant.
Lysander King’s roar was no different to him than the squeak of an ant.
Today was Harriet Hamilton’s birthday party, and he hadn’t intended to bother with the Hussain family, whom he considered insignificant.
But Maisie Carlisle dared to injure Harriet Hamilton and steal the gift he had brought.
How dare she!
And Zion, putting on airs endlessly-Lysander King? Flynn never boasted daily as the King of the Underworld, so who was he to act high and mighty!
Flynn’s gaze shifted from Maisie Carlisle to Zion.
If Zion’s lackeys dared to make a move, Flynn was ready to end Zion.
But in the next moment, Flynn’s brow furrowed deeply, and his eyes emitted a fierce killing intent!
The tattoo of a black dragon’s head!
Zion was the boss of the King of Poison!
The man he had been searching for over a month!
The man at the center of all the clues!
No wonder Orion Kennedy hadn’t discovered it for so long; he couldn’t reach Zion’s circle!
No wonder the Jewelry King knew Zion but had not identified this identity.
It turned out that Zion’s tattoo was made with special materials, only visible when he was angry!
Zion was normally calm, rarely displaying anger, which had led everyone on a wild goose chase.
Everything was now clear.
It was time to kill Zion and annihilate the Hussain family!
Flynn was thrilled, but just as he was about to act, his phone rang.
Orion Kennedy!
Flynn stepped aside to take the call.
“Master…” Xavier Caldwell’s eyes gleamed with a murderous intent, asking if he should kill Flynn.
Zion was about to nod when Harriet Hamilton suddenly knelt down, pleading:
“Dad, I promised to move to Pelens. Please give me five days to settle things in Niarak, please spare Flynn’s life, I beg you!”
Zion was taken aback, falling silent.
Striking his daughter, Flynn deserved death many times over!
But the current alliance was crucial, with Harriet Hamilton being key; no mishaps could be afforded.
If Flynn were killed, any rash actions from Harriet Hamilton could introduce many complications.
Zion could not risk it.
The Wallace family was a crucial piece in his future plans and could not be discarded.
Despite his reluctance, he had to endure.
With that, the black dragon’s head tattoo gradually faded as he suppressed his anger.
“Fine, I’ll spare his life. In five days, I’ll bring you back to Pelens!”
With these words, the entire place was in uproar.
Lysander King had actually spared Flynn!
Only a few members of the Hamilton family knew about Harriet Hamilton’s impending marriage to Stellan Wallace, which left the wealthy attendees baffled.
Perhaps Zion, feeling guilty for not having taken care of things for twenty years, wanted to give Harriet Hamilton some face.
But everyone knew Zion’s temperament; what could possibly be a good ending for those who offended him?
It was merely about letting Flynn live a few more days.
“Dad…” Maisie Carlisle was not in the mood, adhering to her principle of immediate retribution for any grudge.
She didn’t care what Harriet Hamilton thought, nor did she mind anything about the Wallace family.
She was spoiled, only caring about her own feelings, lacking a broader perspective.
Yet before she could speak, Zion raised his hand to stop her, his voice cold, “This ends here! Return The Elixir of Vigor to your sister.”
Seeing her father’s attitude, Maisie Carlisle could only glare hatefully at Harriet Hamilton, forcefully tossing the clay jar into her arms and angrily returning to the main table.
She looked at Flynn, a fierce glint appearing in her eyes as she narrowed them sharply.
Flynn moved to a quiet place and received a call from Orion Kennedy in Pelens.
“Boss, the man with the black dragon tattoo has been identified, Lysander King Zion!”
“I already know,” Flynn responded calmly, though a persistent murderous aura swirled in his eyes.
This aura seemed almost tangible, capable of sweeping away everything.
“Ah? You killed him?” Orion Kennedy’s breathing quickened.
“I’m about to.”
“Phew-”
“That’s good… you haven’t killed him yet.”
Orion Kennedy sighed in relief, quickly adding, “Boss, there are more people behind Zion, someone will come after a while!”
“Who?” Flynn asked immediately.
“I don’t know yet, but I’m certain this person is directly linked to your mother’s death,” Orion Kennedy disclosed the results of his recent investigations.
Orion Kennedy and Jewelry King, upon discovering Zion’s identity, traced his activities over the past decade and noticed some clues.
Ten years ago, a distinguished guest from the Hussain family stayed at the Dragon’s Peak villa in Pelens for a while.
Hundreds of Grandmasters checked into Niarak two days before the Grandmaster battle, and left on the third day of the fight.
Moreover, the day after the Grandmaster battle, the Hussain Manor was destroyed.
The Hussain family claimed it was an explosion, but Jewelry King’s investigation concluded it was man-made.
This person’s martial arts skills were extraordinary.
Based on eyewitness accounts from that time, Jewelry King speculated that the mysterious person was a Greater Sovereign.
Excitingly, just yesterday, servants moved into the Dragon’s Peak villa again.
They trimmed the plants, cleaned inside and out, and made some renovations.
Orion Kennedy had bribed a servant with a hefty sum to confirm that the distinguished guest from ten years ago was coming back!
“Boss, this person’s return to Pelens must be for some earth-shattering secret; Zion can’t be killed yet!”
Orion Kennedy spoke solemnly.
Flynn frowned, deeply agreeing.
As Orion Kennedy said, Zion was now a bait; killing him would mean losing the chance to catch the mysterious person.
Zion’s life had to be spared for the time being.
Thinking of this, Flynn felt increasingly annoyed.
The black dragon tattoo had troubled him for a month, and his previous investigations were almost all related to Zion.
A hundred years ago, the Dragon Blood Gem belonged to the Hussain family, and thirty years ago, it had also appeared in Zion’s hands.
After his mother’s feigned death, a mentally ill man had seen her on the roof of the funeral home, thinking he had seen a ghost, and spread the word, attracting public attention.
Zion, leading the King of Poison, had investigated, resulting in several tragedies; seven people died in the funeral home, and the George family was wiped out, having suffered horrific tortures before death.
Every bloody case was related to Zion; he truly deserved to die!
Flynn longed to capture Zion and torture him severely, but he decided to wait a bit longer to avoid startling the snake.
After all, having understood Zion’s capabilities, he was mentally prepared.
Relating to his mother’s affairs, Zion was just a small fry, not the real big fish.
There was reason to believe that Zion’s involvement in bringing a biological scientist was also for the mysterious person.
Thus, a trip to Pelens seemed very necessary!