“Find a high-quality coffin for the burial and have the Raven King escort Kevin Sharp’s body to Niarak,” Flynn said after a moment of contemplation.
“The Raven King? Alright… alright!” Arthur Gordon’s voice trembled, his face filled with shock and awe.
The Raven King was one of the four great emperors of the Western underworld, the master of the Asura Palace, commanding three hundred thousand followers. Most nations feared him, and his unparalleled strength made his presence a cause for national panic wherever he went.
It was because of this man that many countries had established organizations like the Dragonguard.
Offering vast wealth and supreme honor, they sought to recruit the strongest cultivators to prevent the Raven King from acting with impunity.
Yet, he remained invincible, and they had no way to stop him.
Every move he made could send a nation into a frenzy. Now, he was to escort Kevin Sharp’s coffin back to Ostrad-a truly earth-shattering news!
Kevin Sharp’s honor was immense.
To have the Raven King personally escort his coffin back to his homeland was an unparalleled honor in this era.
A life well-lived!
And all of this was because of Flynn. The Raven King was Flynn’s servant!
“Flynn, what’s wrong?” Scarlet asked, noticing Flynn’s distant expression.
Flynn’s face was grave, tinged with worry. “Kevin Sharp is dead…”
“What? We were so close to victory. How could this happen?” Scarlet’s eyes widened in shock.
During their last visit to Rose’s villa, over dinner, they had casually discussed their future plans.
Rose’s words had left a deep impression on her.
“I’m not sure what the future holds, but one thing is certain-once we reclaim everything that belongs to the Sharp family and take revenge on the three-family alliance, I will have Flynn take me to Demon Island Prison to see my father.”
“I’ll tell him everything, share the joy with him, and apologize to him in person.”
“I’ll bring him his favorite snacks from Niarak…”
That night, Rose had spoken at length, her eyes shining with determination, every word filled with regret for having misunderstood Kevin Sharp.
The Sharp family cut all ties with Rose, leaving Kevin Sharp as her only remaining family.
Everything Rose was striving for now was for her father and her mother, who had been wrongfully killed.
This belief had carried her through countless days and nights, but now that belief had crumbled.
Kevin Sharp hadn’t made it to the end.
Rose would never get the chance to apologize to him in person.
“You all head back to the company first. I need to talk to her,” Flynn said with concern, then walked straight toward Rose.
“Mr. Clark, you look very handsome today,” Rose said with a faint smile.
Absolute dominance, a brutal humiliation-Flynn had done it all without holding back, and he had won effortlessly, as easily as eating or drinking.
A person must be taught to understand propriety. Layla Woods must have learned her lesson, and her confidence must have been shattered.
Her influence remained, but she would no longer be revered as a deity.
Because Layla Woods was no longer unique-there was now Flynn above her.
It was as if a king had emerged above the feudal lords, drastically reducing their influence.
Flynn forced a smile. “I promised you, so of course I had to deliver perfectly.”
“Come on, let me take you home.”
“Huh?” Rose was startled, glancing at Scarlet in the distance, a flicker of suspicion crossing her face.
“Scarlet is going shopping with Molly. Don’t worry about them.”
Without waiting for Rose to respond, Flynn took her hand and led her out of Dragon Gate Group headquarters.
“Matteo Kaur, does Flynn still have any medical formulas? Or maybe a medical book like the one you had ten years ago?”
Paulina Johnston watched Flynn’s hurried departure, a glint of cunning in her eyes.
“What do you mean?” Matteo Kaur asked, a hint of wariness in his voice.
He knew Paulina Johnston’s question was not born of good intentions.
Madeline Kaur was also puzzled, looking at her mother in confusion.
“Isn’t it obvious? Flynn’s victory over Ms. Woods today must have been thanks to some secret formula! His mother must have left him an ancient formula!”
“Just like the medical book Adrianna Noble gave you back then, which contained solutions to all kinds of difficult illnesses!”
“Flynn relied on that medical book to defeat Ms. Woods, didn’t he?” Paulina Johnston declared with certainty.
She refused to believe that Flynn possessed such extraordinary medical skills. Sure, he knew some medicine, but there was no way he could be that powerful.
He must have relied on an ancient medical formula left by Adrianna Noble to secure his victory.
Ten years ago, Matteo Kaur had also possessed such a book, which Paulina Johnston had sold off as junk, never expecting it to come back to haunt her when a powerful cultivator from Wakasa came to seize it.
That incident had left her shaken, but it had also made her realize the value of that medical book.
Paulina Johnston was convinced that the ancient medical book must have contained a formula for treating congenital heart disease, which Flynn had used to narrowly defeat Layla Woods.
“Mom, are you saying that Flynn’s confidence and ease in winning today… wasn’t because of his mastery of acupuncture and medicine, but because of his mother’s medical book?” Madeline Kaur’s eyes widened in surprise.
Paulina Johnston chuckled dismissively. “Flynn didn’t use acupuncture, only medicine. It might seem impressive, like he’s stronger than Ms. Woods.”
“But it’s all an illusion. Without that ancient formula, Flynn is nothing.”
“He probably doesn’t even know how to perform acupuncture, let alone cure difficult illnesses!”
Matteo Kaur and his daughter fell silent.
Paulina Johnston’s words weren’t entirely without merit.
The Sharp Group’s two ancient formulas, as well as the formula of Returning Heart Pill Flynn had given the Kaur family…
Didn’t all of this suggest that Adrianna Noble left Flynn with ancient formulas?
Otherwise, where would he have gotten them?
Matteo Kaur said coldly, “Adrianna might leave Flynn an ancient medical book, but that’s his property. Don’t go getting any ideas.”
“He’s not your son-in-law anymore!”
His words carried a clear tone of resentment, and Paulina Johnston blushed but couldn’t help saying,
“Matteo Kaur, everyone makes mistakes. If you ask Flynn for a few ancient formulas, he won’t refuse.”
“Even just one would be enough to ensure our family’s wealth for a lifetime!”
Her eyes gleamed with greed, her face filled with anticipation.
Ancient formulas! Worth billions!
Take the Sharp Group’s two ancient formulas, for example. Market analysts predicted that within a year, those two formulas would bring the Sharp Group fifty billion in profits!
Fifty billion!
Paulina Johnston was practically salivating.
“A mistake?” Matteo Kaur sneered with disdain. “Is that all this is to you? A mistake? This is a matter of your character!”
“People like you don’t deserve great fortune. You deserve to spend your life envying others!”
“I won’t ask Flynn for any ancient formulas because we don’t deserve them!”
“If you want them, go ask him yourself. I still have some dignity left!”
His words struck Madeline Kaur like a blow, her face alternating between pale and red.
When Flynn gave them that ancient formula, she doubted him.
When Paulina Johnston threw away that formula, she was there too.
If she had intervened just once, that formula wouldn’t have ended up in Lilia Hussain’s hands.
With it, she could have gone to any pharmaceutical company and secured billions in profits.
Now, it was all gone.
Matteo Kaur gave his wife and daughter a cold look, then turned and walked away.
The divorce was still a sore spot for him.
After hurting Flynn so deeply, to go crawling back and beg for favors-wasn’t that just pathetic?
Just then, Matteo Kaur’s phone rang.
It was his older brother, Max Kaur.
“Matteo, where are you? Ignatius Clark is here. Hurry back!”
Ignatius Clark?
A member of the Clark family!
Paxton Clark’s nephew!
The man who had nearly beaten him to death ten years ago was now in Niarak!
A flicker of fear passed through Matteo Kaur’s eyes as a cold, mocking voice came through the phone, filled with amusement and malice.
“Matteo Kaur, it’s been almost ten years, hasn’t it? Heh…”