“Father.” Penn Wraith stared blankly at Walter Wraith.
“I sent abroad Link and the others were family branches exactly because they were not worth my effort cultivating. But you, you are my son, the one who will inherit my grand undertaking. Your current performance is even worse than Link and all those people.” Walter Wraith’s scolding gradually woke Penn up. His frustration at being unable to defeat Mr. X had driven him to madness, but the slap brought him back to his senses.
“Father, I understand.” Penn Wraith’s eyes started to regain their focus.
“As for Mr. X, I have a plan.” Walter Wraith tapped on the chair again, making a thumping sound, which seemed a bit off to Constance Brighton. This time, the rhythm was different-more urgent and faster.
“Are you feeling troubled too?” Constance secretly glanced at the thin, calm-faced Walter Wraith in his black coat. Perhaps even this prodigy of the Wraith family was starting to feel the pressure. Mr. X was indeed a tough opponent.
At that moment, Lamonia Security was also in an uproar. Everyone in the organization knew that they had a grudge against Mr. X, who had killed Crow. Even when Max Berry and Mr. Carlton went to confront him, Mr. X showed no respect.
In the end, Crow still died.
It was like a slap in the face for Lamonia Security, the underground rulers of Stillwater.
“Boss, Mr. X is just too arrogant! Last time, he killed Crow right in front of you and Mr. Carlton, not giving any face to Lamonia Security.”
“Even if Crow was wrong, he was one of us. We should handle the matter ourselves. Since when did it become Mr. X’s business?”
“Now that he’s come back, he’ll only face our boundless fury.”
The members of Lamonia Security gathered around the two-meter-tall Max Berry, venting their anger. They felt that Mr. X, like a mere ant, was challenging Lamonia Security, the top organization in Stillwater.
An insignificant ant dared to challenge them.
“I know. I’ll talk to the boss.” Max Berry said.
Max Berry’s boss was naturally Dexter Newman, who was in charge of the entire Lamonia Security underworld. The lower members generally couldn’t meet with Dexter, so they could only relay their messages through Max.
Soon, Max Berry arrived at the office. This time, he came alone, without Mr. Carlton. He entered, knelt on one knee, and said, “Sir, Mr. X has returned.”
“Mm.”
Sitting in the chair with his back to Max Berry, the face of Dexter Newman remained hidden. He nodded and then asked, “Has the SS team been assembled at the headquarters?”
“They have,” Max replied.
“Good. Send an invitation to Mr. X’s people, saying that I’ll host a banquet for him tonight. A banquet of death; it’s time to end this.”
“Yes, sir.”
Max Berry left, leaving behind Dexter Newman, who curled his lips into a slight smirk. “Mr. X, you’re quite interesting. If it weren’t for the time being almost up, I’d be reluctant to kill you. Wouldn’t it be more fun to keep playing?”
…
Eleanor Manor.
Robin had returned, and Jeff Reczek patted his head, saying, “Master, we’re back. Stillwater is quite restless; there’s movement everywhere.”
“It’s just fear.”
Robin waved his hand, signaling that there was no need to worry. They entered the house, and a small figure immediately pounced on them: “Uncle Robin!”
It was Fiona.
Next, Fiona saw Nick behind Robin and pounced on him, rubbing her face against him, “Daddy, where did you go? I missed you so much.”
“Good girl.”
Nick stroked Fiona’s hair.
“Sir.”
At that moment, Melody House came out and reported to Robin, “Sir, nothing major has happened in the past few days, but Dexter Newman has sent you an invitation, saying he’s hosting a banquet for you tonight as a welcome-back entertainment.”
“A banquet? What an idea.”
Robin shook his head but then said, “Reply to him, I accept his invitation. I’d like to meet the famous Dexter Newman in person.”
“By the way, where’s Lacey Willis?”
Robin asked.
After they had left, they had handed her over to Melody House and hadn’t checked on her since.
“She’s outside, exercising.”
Melody House pointed outside to the courtyard, where a woman in a tank top, drenched in sweat, was doing push-ups with just one finger.
It was Lacey Willis.
With just one glance, her figure was impressive, but what Lacey Willis pursued was not her figure but her explosive power, using her muscles to generate maximum force in an instant.
However, when she saw the people in the room, she walked in and bowed 90 degrees in front of Nick, “Greetings, Master.”
“I’m not used to being called ‘Master.’ Call me ‘Instructor’.” Nick waved his hand.
As a top-level assassin, Nick’s nickname back in the day was ‘Instructor.’ Though he was a master at killing, he was even better at teaching. During his time infiltrating Eastern Kisia, he used this skill to rise through the ranks, training numerous excellent teams.
That’s why Robin had Nick train Lacey Willis – everyone has their own expertise.
However, after addressing Nick, Lacey Willis passed by Robin without sparing him a glance. She went straight to the fridge and took out half a watermelon to eat.
“Lacey, this man is the master.”
Seeing Lacey Willis ignoring Robin, Melody House panicked. Over the past few days, she had become good friends with Lacey Willis and didn’t want to see her offend Robin.
This was Mr. X.
“This guy is still a suspect in my book. And my master is Nick, not you. Hmph, you’re just a rich kid.”
Lacey Willis still held her previous opinion.
Robin was just a rich kid.
If it weren’t for his family, how could he have everything he has now?
“When you return to the police station, look up my information. After all, you’re now under me,” Robin gestured.
“Your SSS confidential file.”
“I’ve unlocked it.”
“Fine.”
Lacey Willis pouted, still eating her watermelon. An SSS-level confidential file would probably contain information about his background.
Trying to scare me with your family background?
Sorry, I am not that kind of person.
The reason I came here was that I didn’t accept you, a rich kid who relied on his family background to get ahead.