The Almighty Dragon General

It was a day of celebration for them. Megatron Group, one of their many businesses, had signed an agreement with Celestial Group, and they were now the best of business partners. In other words, the Xaviers’ influence would be even more widespread thanks to this agreement.

Also, the patriarch of the family, Warren Xavier, was turning 80.

Outside the Xaviers’ villa, a fleet of luxurious cars gathered. All the celebrities in Cansington were there for the double celebration.

“This is a bottle of Retrouve wine worth eight million dollars, gifted by The Frasiers. They wish Mister Warren Xavier many happy returns!”

“The Wilsons present a painting, The Black Thorn by Jacqui en Blanc, worth twelve million dollars, and they wish the Xaviers good wealth.”

“The Zimmermans have gifted Mister Xavier a Froit Mi watch worth eight point eight million dollars…”

At the main entrance, a lady held a microphone in her hand. She enthusiastically announced the gifts that guests had brought for the entire room to hear.

In the foyer, Warren was dressed in a blue suit. Although he was 80, he looked fit and alert. Hearing about all the gifts he was getting, he looked as happy as a lark.

The banquet was full of people from important families in Cansington.

Even the second-rate Callahans had made it. In an attempt to suck up to the Xaviers, Lex Callahan had pulled out all the stops, spending a small fortune to get a Monique wallet for Warren.

Everyone was busy trying to make their own connections and expand their networks.

Outside the villa, a man wearing a brown coat and a mask on his face approached, carrying a coffin.

The coffin weighed at least 100 kilograms, but the man supported it with just one arm, carrying it with ease.

It was James.

His return was fueled by two purposes. To repay Thea, and to avenge his family.

Now that he was Thea’s husband, he might be recognized. As he did not want to get her into trouble, he put on a black mask to conceal his identity.

Crash!

As he reached the entrance, he threw the coffin with all his might. It shattered the Xaviers’ door and landed in the foyer of the Xaviers’ villa.

Everyone was shocked at the sudden intrusion.

The noise stopped abruptly. It was so quiet one could hear a pin drop.

What was going on?

It was Warren Xaiver’s 80th birthday. Who was so bold as to actually bring a coffin to a celebration?

Warren was chatting with the other heads of family when the coffin came sailing through. His expression darkened and he shouted, “What’s this? Where are the security guards? What are they doing? Who sent this? Take it away at once.”

“Warren Xavier, may I present this coffin as your birthday gift? It’s your eightieth birthday today, but this time next year, it will be your death anniversary.”

A voice rang out from outside the doors. A man with a brown coat and a ghost mask then sauntered in.

Xaviers’ place, and he was the head of the family, a very important person in Cansington. Who had the guts

someone who wants

the space. With the black ghost mask on

at James. “I don’t care who you are. When you’re at the

attempted to remove his mask. Coldly, he said, “You’re a coward for hiding behind a

attacked. He grabbed William’s arm and lifted him off the ground

Crack!

off his body. Blood

“Ah…”

William howled in agony.

they were people of status and lived in peace, they had never seen

arm away carelessly. He had a confident, aggressive air about him. Coupled with his display of power earlier on, the Xaviers were so scared that they were trembling, backing away as

slightly, his arm reaching behind his back, ready at a moment’s notice to grab a weapon and kill the

stalked toward

of pain echoed

take the pain anymore. The foyer suddenly quieted. Only James’ footsteps echoed, sounding like the

“Kneel.”

out,

his murderous

and he lost

he forgot to fight back and his knees

Crash.

this, the

of the Xaviers, the leader of The Great Four in Cansington, was kneeling on

in his hand. It was an odd sort of wire with several joints. Upon closer inspection, one could tell that it was

Xavier, do you care to admit

he did not know

but he

you’re speaking to?” Even though he could not stand, Warren still looked strong. His arm was still behind

Xaviers did not even try to protect Warren, worried

years ago, a fire razed Flora Lakeside. It burned for

cold, merciless voice rang through the

moved. In a flash, he appeared behind Warren. He wound the silver needle wire around

head

“Ah!”

and fell to the ground, all of them shivering in fear. Upon Warren’s death, the Xaviers did not know what to do, frozen

bag. He scooped Warren’s head

on the ground, cradling their heads in

…

Cadens’ cemetery,

the black bag

and swigged a mouthful from it. He poured the rest

worry. I’ll make sure that our entire family rests in peace. I’ll also get

he got up

the House of Royals, he