With eyes lit, Claire pushed Aunt Rockefeller harshly. âGet lost! Whatâs it to you? Step aside!â
She then turned to Alex. âAlex Rockefeller, you were the one who made this deal. I donât mind groveling
if you give me ten billion dollars! I wouldnât even mind groveling before your entire family if you wanted
me to! So, whereâs the money? Hand the ten billion over, and Iâll kowtow right now. You should be a
man of your word, so donât be some coward who breaks his promise!â
Claire was delighted.
âTen billion!â
Even if she really did sell Dorothy to the Duncans, there was no way sheâd be able to get ten billion. No
ordinary human could ever earn such a large sum of money, hence she didnât mind groveling one bit.
She would be willing to even eat poop for that money. At that moment, she immediately fell to her
knees, kneeling before Alex.
âNow, you canât go back on your word if I kneel first!â
The Duncan siblings watched in disbelief. This was the first time theyâve ever seen such a shameless
woman.
Suddenly, the sound of a loud slap filled the air.
Aunt Rockefeller had slapped Claire across her face, her voice frosty. âI canât bear watching this lunatic
any longer! You should get lost!â
The slap managed to send Claire flying back. She fell into the garden and fainted.
Alex turned to look at Ronald and Danial, who was still unable to move till now.
He chuckled. âThereâs still half an hour till twelve. Well then, letâs give the head of the Johansson family
another half an hour. What say you?â
Aunt Rockefeller shrugged. âI donât mind.â
Ronald was getting frustrated. He didnât understand why his father was just standing still. âItâ s not like
the 500 Golden Dragon Warriors are here to be mere decorations, right?â
âDad, dad? Whatâs wrong? Do something!â
Danial, however, remained standing still.
Krystal could tell that something was off with her husband as well.
She rushed over and shook Danial, shouting. âDanial, Danial! Whatâs wrong?â
No response.
Krystal started panicking. âThem! They mustâve done something to Danial! Logan, what are you waiting
for? Canât you see that somethingâs wrong with Danial? Crush those bastards now! Right now!â
Logan Goldman was the leader of the Golden Dragon Warriors. He was an Advanced-Mystic ranked
fighter, the strongest within the group.
The warrior second to him was Beginner-Mystic ranked. For some reason, though, there werenât any
Intermediate-Mystic ranked fighters.
After receiving the order, Logan lifted his golden blade.
âWarriors! Hear my command! Back out of the villa if youâre ranked lower than Mystic! Mystics, get into
place! Capture every single person in the villa! Kill anyone who doesnât cooperate!â
His commands were reasonable. There were just too many people in the villa now.
With all these warriors in shiny armor, they could easily hurt themselves if they tried fighting them here.
In just a few minutes, hundreds of warriors backed out of the front yard. Thirty one Mystic rank warriors
were all that was left.
Ronald and the others backed away as well.
Danial, on the other hand, was carried away by two warriors. He was panicking on the inside since their
opponent seemed terrifyingly overbearing.
â500 of our warriors wouldnât stand a chance against them, let alone thirty one! Theyâre literally digging
their own graves!â
Nonetheless, Danial still couldnât move or speak.
Just then, all thirty one warriors shouted and lunged toward Alex and the others.
Alexâs eyes were as clear as water. He lifted his hand and said, âSwords up!â
Thirty-six dragon bone swords then appeared above his head. Initially bone needles, Alex managed to
change their sizes after achieving Divine Transcendence. Hence, all the swords were at least a meter
long, looking extremely menacing.
The warriors were shocked, their eyes wide open. They could barely hold on to their golden blades too.
Alex waved his hand lightly.
âGo!â