âYouâre not, really,â replied Alex. âYour current state is weak. If Iâm not mistaken, you have pushed
yourself to achieve Martial Honor, hence this is all just an illusion. In reality, if youâve done so, you
would be simply destroying any chance of actually achieving Martial Honor. Normally, it wouldnât be
possible to achieve that now.â
Geronimo was stunned. He that his current state really was an illusion.
After Alex had provoked the Zimmers, Lexia found out that Quentin was using everything at his
disposal to force Alexâs trial. Hence, after much consideration, she found ways to inform Geronimo,
who had locked himself up for training.
Just as Geronimo realized that they found his daughter, along with a new grandchild, he couldnât
handle the fact that someone was trying to bully his family. Hence, he took to the extreme since his
training was stagnant, using a secret method to activate his blood energy, and pushing himself to
achieve Martial Honor.
Geronimo replied. âSo what if I canât improve my rank? Itâs not a big deal. Iâm one step closer to my
grave anyway. I donât have much time left.â
Alex shook his head again. âAs long as you treat my mother right and give her what youâve owed her
for the past forty years, I could certainly help you live another twenty years. And if youâ re lucky, you
could even live longer! I also know you canât achieve Martial Honor alone, but I can help you with that.â
Yet again, Geronimo was filled with disbelief.
***
The next day, Alex and his family headed to Long Beach to visit Yvonneâs grave.
Geronimo, the warlord, plastered a stern expression on his face the whole trip down to the graveyard.
His eyes were filled with infinite sadness and yearning.
Lexia had told them that Yvonne used to be the woman Geronimo loved most in the entire world. It
seemed that she wasnât exaggerating one bit. At that time, however, Yvonneâs grave was surrounded
by a large group of men in black.
With around two hundred graves in total, the cemetery wasnât all that big.
Yet, thirty bodyguards were blocking all the entrances. They wouldnât even let anyone else visit their
familiesâ graves.
In the office of the cemetery management were Ruby and Bennett. Beside them were two young maids
as well.
At first, the office was no different from a guardho use, but everything had changed since they arrived.
Not only had they installed air conditioners, but a large television now stood in the middle of the room,
along with a large bed with memory foam mattresses and two luxurious massage chairs.
It appeared to have been refurbished into a luxurious hotel room.
Alex had explicitly told them to kneel before Yvonneâs grave to repent, but the two had only come here
to enjoy life.
âAh, I think the itch is going to take effect again. Merilyn, quick. Tie us up and give us a dose!â Bennett
said to his maid as he checked the time on the massage chair.
âYes, sir!â The two maids immediately started serving Ruby and Bennett accordingly.
This parasitic worm had tortured the two for days. Hence there were scratches all over their body.
Some parts had even gotten infected and produced pus. Ointment had to be applied every single day.
They had never suffered this much, and that was why they wished they could curse Alexâs entire
bloodline. They tried looking for a cure, searching for doctors and experts who might be able to help,
yet none of them could.
The only way they would lessen the effects was to take a dose of a specific poison.
Five minutes later, the parasitic worm started to take effect on them again.
Ruby and Bennettâs limbs were tied up on the massage chair, still getting a massage as they struggled.
Their expressions were twisted as they yelled hysterically, cursing,
âAlex, you f*cking bastard! You should rot in hell! Iâll kill you! Iâll kill you!â
âAnd Brianna, you little b*tch! Just you wait! If I can poison you once, I can poison you a hundred
times!â
âYou too, Yvonne! You old hag! You short living, good-for-nothing b*tch! I will dig your bones out and
mix them into cement! So you will forever be stepped on! Youâll always be under everyone!â
Just as they continued to curse, someone pushed the office doors open and walked in. The person
looked cold, seemingly filled with murderous intent.
It was Geronimo!