Salute To The General

In the Quillen residence, Cayden was speaking to Max, the Five-star General of Ariarica, via an encrypted phone.

"Mr. Quillen, please don't forget our agreement," Max reminded Cayden. "I have sent someone to your house with this month's antidote, but please make something happen as soon as possible. We have high expectations for you."

Although Cayden was livid, his tone did not convey the slightest hint of emotions. "Everything is proceeding according to my plan," he replied calmly. "In seven days, I will be able to become the Assistant Chief Military Governor with thousands in the military under my command."

"Not bad. This is a good start," Max said appreciatively. "Here's to our lasting partnership. I hope that the next time we speak, you will be acting in the capacity of the president of Eurasia."

"Goodbye," Cayden said curtly as he hung up the phone.

"That d*mn Ariarican!" he burst out fiercely. Pacing himself, he turned toward the door and called, "Come in."

Although he did not raise his voice, it rang clear enough for the men standing guard in the courtyard behind the door to hear it.

Immediately, a slender, handsome young man entered in with a briefcase.

He was Jett Nightshire, Layden s proud protege and his most trusted subordinate. Despite the lack of familial ties, Layden treated him like a son.

Upon entry, Jett respectfully gave Layden a salute.

gesture. "Did you bring

black briefcase in front

off his shirt, revealing his chiseled upper

better shape at fifty than a thirty-year-old

and even emotion cultivation had a

with spiritual advancement in mind, coupled with his raw and undeniable talent, had made him a teacher unmatched

his teacher's achievement was impossible for him

himself by

to his teacher and waiting on him just in the hopes

Jett. "What are you

hurriedly picked up the syringe and drew

little in the bottle", Cayden instructed. "I want you to look for a reliable medical laboratory and

Quillen." Jett did as

his apparatus. "Mr. Quillen, the temporary antidotes given to you by Max are all in very specific amounts. Will the toxins in your

shirt back

it may fail fully counteract the

body, forcibly suppressing it

big price to pay