As Kossa had predicted, Hamilton Group launched an aggressive promotional campaign. Their product advertisements were everywhere, on TV, the internet, and beyond. Even the most popular singer at the moment, Agnes, released a new song with a music video inspired by the product’s concept. It caused a frenzy among fans. Hamilton Group became a bestseller in the southeastern region and in Voroz City. Many were eagerly anticipating what they would bring to the northern market. But only those who truly understood the North, like Kossa knew that this might be Hamilton Group’s last moment of glory. "We’re not greedy people, and we can only profit from what Ormas has to offer. Ajax gets 30%, the rest share 20%, and the remaining 50% is mine," Kossa had already planned out the profit distribution. He always worked like that, setting up a game he was guaranteed to win and quickly reaping the rewards. If too many greedy people got involved, his share would shrink significantly. And nearly e

The five northern cities are Ormas, Xen, Gateo, Zheni, and Sheim. These five cities are crucial hubs for all land, air, and sea trade routes. Any company trying to enter the northern market must pass through these areas. All their supplies and goods must be inspected and approved. Otherwise, their products might not even reach the northern region, let alone be sold there. Lokan was making his final preparations in Reddof. He knew that the corporate world was a battlefield. The northern region was a battleground of its own, and the more he learned about it, the more terrifying it became. "Xen is manageable. With our capabilities, we should be able to handle it. We shouldn’t face any problems in either the legal or illegal circles there. But Gateo is a bit more troublesome," Lokan said firmly while pointing at the map. "The legal circle there is strict, and greedy!" He didn’t even dare to imagine the last two cities: Zheni and Sheim. "Why?" asked one of Gobu’s men assigned to

“I understand, Big Boss!” Lokan felt like crying. “Mr. Dixon, I won’t let you down!” Dixon nodded. “Alright then, calm down. It’s time to get to work.” “Lokan, get ready. Diana’s side is almost done and the goods will be shipped soon. Prepare to receive the shipment and move on to the next step.” Dixon walked toward the door. “I’ll take care of the rest.” Then Dixon left with Gobu. Lokan took a deep breath and looked at Hosca. His voice trembled, “For a moment back there, I really wanted to give my life to Mr. Dixon!” Hosca laughed. He felt the same way. “I totally get you. Let’s get to work!” Both started sorting their tasks and soon were fully absorbed in their work. *** Meanwhile, Dixon and Gobu went to find Bandiz. Bandiz was sitting comfortably on a sofa, brewing tea. Documents were piled on his desk, but he found tea much more interesting than dealing with the stacks. “I wonder who else will come looking for me. Hopefully someone who knows how to behave,” he

Before Zox could utter a word, Bandiz obediently knelt beside him and whispered harshly, “If you don’t want to die, do what he says!” Zox clenched his teeth. Humiliated to the core, yet he dared not voice a single threat now. He had no choice but to comply. Silently, he filled in the necessary details, then pressed his seal onto the form with trembling hands. Just as he finished writing, the office door opened again... The man who entered froze when he saw Bandiz and Zox kneeling on the floor. His expression shifted, but before he could react, the door shut behind him. He had no idea what was happening. Warily, he turned toward the man sitting on the sofa. Who was this figure powerful enough to bring both Bandiz and Zox to their knees? “Come here and sign the form,” Dixon said flatly, not even bothering to ask his name. “Kneel, and do it now.” Moments later, muffled sounds came from the office. A few sharp cries, then silence again. Outside, Gobu stood like a statu