Meanwhile. Yuni was in her hotel room when she received a phone call. Her expression was dark, and several cigarette butts filled the ashtray beside her. "Dixon Edric? That useless man who married into the Hamilton Group family?" She gritted her teeth and let out a cold laugh. "Haha, what a small world! No wonder that whore, Agnes, decided to become the spokesperson for Hamilton Group. So they’re all one big family." "That’s perfect—we’ll wipe them all out in one go!" Yuni continued. She hadn’t expected Dixon to be so ruthless, breaking Uba’s legs on the spot. Since Uba worked for her, crippling Uba was the same as slapping her in the face! But after learning about Dixon’s connection to Hamilton Group, Yuni was no longer angry. They had been enemies from the start, so adding more hostility wouldn’t change anything. Since this conflict would have to be settled sooner or later, if Dixon kept provoking her, his death would only be more miserable in the future! "Send them to the h

Dixon’s attention wasn’t on the sounds coming from the concert itself. His gaze remained calm as he casually observed his surroundings. However, his ears twitched slightly—like a highly sensitive radar. "Hmm?" Dixon turned a corner and suddenly halted. He glanced at the door to the dressing room and smirked. He walked toward the switch room door and grabbed the handle. Without hesitation, he yanked it open. Dixon swiftly stepped inside and shut the door behind him. Immediately, he spotted two men standing inside. "Who’s this?" The two men were startled. They hadn’t expected someone to barge into the dressing room. But seeing that Dixon was alone, one of them continued what he was doing while the other approached Dixon. They couldn’t let anyone find out what they were up to. Moving swiftly, the man reached for Dixon’s throat. He assumed Dixon was just an electrician—nothing to be afraid of. Once he got rid of him, there would be no problem. But suddenly, a fierce

The security guard at the entrance couldn't help but glance at her for the second time, and Yuni was so furious that she wanted to kill someone right now! "Agnes! I’ll make sure you pay for this! I want you dead!" Yuni screamed, her face turning pale. She immediately got into her car and drove back to the hotel. *** Lasso was giving instructions to his subordinates. "We have searched the entire Voroz City, and we did not find any grandmaster-level fighters here." The one speaking was Noval. Among Lasso's subordinates, he was the most skilled. It was said that he would most likely reach the grandmaster level before the age of fifty. "Could he be hiding, and you just couldn’t find him?" Lasso was cautious. After the Laon family unexpectedly managed to eliminate the Romma and Allan families, it caused an uproar and made various powerful families in the north extremely wary. Apparently, some truly powerful families had also sent people to Voroz City to investigate. "Th

Dixon answered the phone call. "Okay." Dixon remained calm as he listened to the other party, with no trace of worry in his voice. Dixon narrowed his eyes. "No need to look for them. Let them come knocking on our door. We'll have a surprise waiting for them." "Cheers!" There were cheers and laughter all around the celebration party. Diana quietly drank two more glasses of alcohol, her face growing redder. When she saw Dixon walking over, she quickly put her glass down like a little girl who had been caught doing something wrong. She stood straight with her hands behind her back, pretending as if nothing had happened. "Diana didn’t drink any alcohol, I can vouch for her," Agnes said, her own face slightly flushed. "I believe you," Dixon glanced at Diana with a helpless look. Her eyes were already slightly unfocused. "I’m sure both of you are lying to me." Dixon reached for Diana’s hand, and she just laughed. "It’s getting late, and I need to take Diana back to rest. Keep celebr

Jack turned around, and his expression was full of helplessness. There was also a trace of nervousness and alertness on his face. Dixon’s gaze frightened him, so he didn’t dare call him “Young Master.” “Jack, it’s been a long time,” Dixon said. Diana heard Dixon’s voice, but she still cautiously peeked through the peephole and only dared to open the door once she saw that Dixon was indeed standing outside. “Dixon!” Diana immediately hid behind him and looked at Jack warily. “He said he’s your friend.” “You scared her,” Dixon said softly. “I’m sorry,” Jack bowed and looked at Diana with an apologetic gaze. “Miss Diana Hamilton, I sincerely apologize for disturbing and frightening you. I’m truly sorry.” “Really?” Dixon spoke up before Diana could. His tone was as cold as water in the middle of winter. Even Jack, a highly skilled fighter, could feel the chill. Dixon was radiating killing intent! “Looks like I’m going to die here tonight,” Jack thought to himself. If Dix