Chapter 402 The Selfishness Of Titus

The Dietrich family's warehouse was in the basement. It was heavily guarded, with hidden traps along the way in.

While walking down the stairs, Solorel explained to Jonathan, “Your Majesty, this warehouse is our treasure vault. Only treasured items are stored inside.” After some hesitation, he added, “Next to this is Fog City, where our revered ancestor cultivated her powers. Now that she's no longer around, you can head there if you want to cultivate your powers. She granted you permission before she left.”

That instantly piqued Jonathan's interest. He reckoned the place where the primogenitor cultivated would be full of benefits. And that was much more precious than anything else.

“Great, that's fantastic!” Jonathan exclaimed.

Solorel responded with a smile.

Following that, the group arrived before the warehouse.

There was a white sliding door right in front of the warehouse. A door like that was so sturdy that even a rocket launcher could not crack it open.

The front door was tightly shut at the moment.

Solorel walked up to the scanner by the entrance and did a retinal scan. The door slowly slid open.

What came within Jonathan's sight was a passageway before him. Inside, it was as bright as day, with snow-white marble walls and gold-threaded carpet on the floor.

Well-known paintings that were worth a fortune were hung along the passageway.

Solorel stepped in front to lead the way while Jonathan and the rest followed behind.

As they walked through the passageway, they arrived in front of another entrance.

This time, it was still a sliding door, but before the door sat an elderly man dressed in black.

He sat upright at a desk, and there was a booklet on it.

That elderly man was none other than Titus.

Titus was in charge of that treasure vault. He had always been a fair and impartial man who was blunt with his words.

The group halted in their tracks right before Titus, yet the latter ignored them and instead closed his eyes and leaned back on his chair, pretending to be asleep.

Evidently, he was unwelcoming toward Jonathan and the others.

a dry cough and uttered, “Mr. Langston, His Majesty is here.

almost as if he was

was waiting for

deeply and voiced, “Let me repeat myself, Mr. Langston. His Majesty is here. You should

Titus remained motionless. Neither did

that, Solorel

“Yes!” Walrion responded respectfully.

has disrespected His Majesty and that is a severe act of rebellion. He will

his gaze as he sneered at those words. “Solorel, what an arrogant

gave Titus an

then said, “A brat like him deserves to be

“His Majesty was specially appointed by our revered ancestor. She has done it before everyone's eyes. What, do

ancestor to scare me. Now that she's no longer around, I will never allow

that it is not up to you to decide,” Solorel coldly

remarked, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Langston. Do you mind if I

it out,”

my knees till my legs were bruised, Prince Solorel would still not crown me. You have to be clear that you guys are the ones who asked me to come here. If Prince Solorel tells me to, I will leave. I'll leave this place right away. Secondly, I'm not interested in the position of the King. It may seem like everyone here refers to me as 'Your Majesty' when they see me, but in truth, everyone

criticized Titus both

and polite with his words, yet the meaning

had begged him to come over; two, he could not care less about the

never a good-tempered man, to begin with.

onto the desk and bellowed, “What a sharp-tongued brat!

kind of person I am. But I hold no power here. If you want me to

Majesty!” Anxiousness overwhelmed Solorel, and

is it that I'm

long, he continued, “Your Majesty, it's absurd for Titus to act that way. Tell me how to deal with him, and I'll

stated, “He

“Very well. I'll kill him right away.” His murderous aura soared as he stormed toward Titus after

I'm merely kidding.” Judging by how Solorel reacted, Jonathan figured Titus would die

beyond his imagination that Solorel would be

more of the subject. “I'm hungry. I want

then left

and Beatrix followed behind him

hand, were a little hesitant. They were unsure if they should remain where they were or follow Jonathan out. Solorel shot them a glare.

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