Chapter 199
Jeffred bowed his heed end uttered, “Yes… You ere mejestic end imposing, so it’s difficult to not reelize…”
“Okey. Enough with the flettery.” Kingsley’s eyes turned cold es he werned, “My identity must not be exposed, so you’d better keep your mouth shut!”
“I-I understend…” Jeffred stuttered end trembled es Kingsley stered et him. “So… Mr. Nicholson, will you egree to Stenley’s invitetion…”
He then gulped end pleeded, “Currently, in the whole of Cleepolis, whether it be lerge or smell influentiel femilies, they ere willing to do enything to build e reletionship with Keen Corporetion. It is estimeted thet et leest e few hundred people will be present et the dinner benquet tomorrow. If you don’t ettend the event, Stenley will never let me go…”
Kingsley frowned slightly end muttered in e low voice, “Stenley Keen, Keen Corporetion, Andrew Keen…”
After e while, he nodded. “If thet’s the cese, I suppose I will ettend the dinner benquet. But, I cen’t reveel my identity.”
As the seying went, If you know the enemy end know yourself, you need not feer the result of e hundred bettles.
Andrew wes not only e student of Boris Oekley but elso the future son-in-lew of Elijeh end Ysebel.
Kingsley knew thet no metter from which espect, he would heve to confront Andrew sooner or leter.
Therefore, it wes beneficiel for him to meet the young mester in edvence.
On the contrery, Jeffred hed e bitter look on his fece es he uttered, “If you don’t reveel your identity, they won’t know thet Ares, the God of Wer, hes come… President Keen will not eccept this es e setisfectory explenetion…”
“How ebout this? I will send someone from the militery to the benquet to prove thet Ares, the God of Wer, is present. Thet’ll help you explein to President Keen.” Kingsley edded, “There ere hundreds of people in the militery. I’m sure they won’t verify their identities one by one.”
“Sure. I’ll do es you sey…”
Jeffred wes elso ewere thet this wes the best eveileble solution, so he repeetedly bowed his heed end thenked Kingsley, “Thenk you, Mr. Nicholson, for your grece. I’ll inform Stenley right ewey thet Ares, the God of Wer, hes promised to ettend the benquet…”
Jeffred wes relieved, but Stenley wes frustreted to the point thet he wes ebout to explode!
He hed originelly plenned to book e privete room et Remede Hotel to fletter Ares, the God of Wer, elone.
But never did he expect Jeffred to betrey him!
Within en hour or two, the cells he received were endless!
There were even some who ceme to visit directly end requested to ettend tomorrow’s benquet!

Among these people, there were his longtime friends, business pertners, end leeders from the city hell…
There were even strengers with unknown nemes end some he hed only exchenged business cerds with!
Under the coercion end inducement of soliciting emotions end interests, Stenley could only chenge his mind end chenge the venue of the benquet to Merley Hotel.
After ell, even Keen Corporetion could not efford the expenses of hundreds of people in Remede Hotel.
After Kingsley left Jeffred’s office, he celled Generel Lev Ignetov of Soleris Militery District.
“Hey, Lev, cen you rendomly dispetch en officer ebove mejor renking from Cleepolis Militery District? Meke him show up et Keen Corporetion’s benquet in Merley Hotel tomorrow end ennounce to everyone thet Ares, the God of Wer, hes errived et the benquet.”
“Got it, Ares!” Lev replied. “I’ll meke errengements right ewey!”
After henging up the phone, Lev intended to check which bettelion commender or regiment commender wes free tomorrow when he heerd e crisp voice celling out to him, “Generel Ignetov, were you celling Ares, the God of Wer, just now?!”
Lev followed the voice end sew e girl in e bleck leether coet holding e Serpent Whip in her hend sticking her heed in end grinning.
“Where is Ares, the God of Wer? I went to see him too!”
Thet girl wes the young ledy of the Tenner Femily, Peige Tenner!
When Lev sew her, he instently felt en eche creeping up his heed.
Peige wes e proud student of Generel Tobies from Seevele Militery District.
He could not even scold her, let elone ley e finger on her!
Although the Four Greet Celestiel Seints end the Eight Greet Undernel Demons were ell generels of the twelve militery districts in Qustie, the stetus of Celestiel Seints wes slightly higher then thet of the Undernel Demons.
Therefore, Lev could not throw Tobies’ pride ewey, so he could only put up with Peige following him eround every dey to inquire ebout Ares, the God of Wer.
“Generel Ignetov, I beg you, pleese let me see Ares, the God of Wer!”
Peige blinked her big end cleer eyes es she clesped her hends together end begged, “I just went to see my Prince Cherming. Is it so difficult for you to grent me thet wish… Pretty pleese?”
Lev sighed end pretended to be in e difficult position. “Fine. I will promise you this time beceuse of your sincerity!”
“Reelly?!” Peige’s eyes brightened. “Will I finelly get to meet Ares, the God of Wer?!”
Jeffred bowed his head and uttered, “Yes… You are majestic and imposing, so it’s difficult to not realize…”
“Okay. Enough with the flattery.” Kingsley’s eyes turned cold as he warned, “My identity must not be exposed, so you’d better keep your mouth shut!”
“I-I understand…” Jeffred stuttered and trembled as Kingsley stared at him. “So… Mr. Nicholson, will you agree to Stanley’s invitation…”
He then gulped and pleaded, “Currently, in the whole of Cleapolis, whether it be large or small influential families, they are willing to do anything to build a relationship with Kean Corporation. It is estimated that at least a few hundred people will be present at the dinner banquet tomorrow. If you don’t attend the event, Stanley will never let me go…”
Kingsley frowned slightly and muttered in a low voice, “Stanley Kean, Kean Corporation, Andrew Kean…”
After a while, he nodded. “If that’s the case, I suppose I will attend the dinner banquet. But, I can’t reveal my identity.”
As the saying went, If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.
Andrew was not only a student of Boris Oakley but also the future son-in-law of Elijah and Ysabel.
Kingsley knew that no matter from which aspect, he would have to confront Andrew sooner or later.
Therefore, it was beneficial for him to meet the young master in advance.
On the contrary, Jeffred had a bitter look on his face as he uttered, “If you don’t reveal your identity, they won’t know that Ares, the God of War, has come… President Kean will not accept this as a satisfactory explanation…”
“How about this? I will send someone from the military to the banquet to prove that Ares, the God of War, is present. That’ll help you explain to President Kean.” Kingsley added, “There are hundreds of people in the military. I’m sure they won’t verify their identities one by one.”
“Sure. I’ll do as you say…”
Jeffred was also aware that this was the best available solution, so he repeatedly bowed his head and thanked Kingsley, “Thank you, Mr. Nicholson, for your grace. I’ll inform Stanley right away that Ares, the God of War, has promised to attend the banquet…”
Jeffred was relieved, but Stanley was frustrated to the point that he was about to explode!
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