"Not the Mopp family? Then who?" Sameen asked in confusion. From everything Dixon had done—moving powerful families, dragging the Ganz family into chaos—it all looked like a strategy aimed at the Mopp family. Even if they couldn’t eliminate them completely, at least they could deliver serious damage. But Dixon said this trap wasn’t for the Mopp family. “It’s for me,” Dixon replied with a laugh, pointing at himself. “I dug this grave for myself.” Sameen grew even more confused. He stared at Dixon, unsure whether the man was drunk or rambling nonsense. A grand and complex plan… just to trap himself? “Mr. Dixon…” Sameen began to feel afraid. Dixon’s words made him feel like he was walking on a tightrope, one so thin it was barely visible. If Dixon hadn’t said anything, he never would’ve known this trap was meant for Dixon himself. “Pack your things and leave the north. If you don’t, you’ll die,” Dixon said. Sameen’s face turned pale. He was the one who leaked the inform

There was nothing they could do except scream and curse at Nouh. But Nouh's expression remained blank. As if he didn’t even hear their shouting. “I’m honestly surprised that you clowns dare to make a scene in my house,” Bazer said, shaking his head slowly. His face was full of contempt. “I thought some powerful group would come to defend you. But it turns out you only came here to die. So don’t blame me when I wipe you all out.” The group that had gathered here were people with interests in Mopp Group. They had long been a headache for the Mopp family, who wanted to get rid of them. But because the networks and connections in the northern region were so complicated, it wasn’t easy to do. The people involved and their agendas were already too tangled to untangle. In fact, Bazer suspected that this group was being controlled by an even more powerful family whose goal was to make sure the Mopp family never rose too high. “Bazer! You’re just trying to eliminate all threats in

Nouh couldn’t hold back his urge for revenge, both for the destruction of his family and the death of his younger brother, Bizak. And now, it all seemed to come from the same root. “But… if the Edric family makes a move…” Andreas looked hesitant. He was certain that Dixon was the boy who had been cast out of the Edric household fifteen years ago. He was Abraham Edric’s own biological son. So could Abraham really let his son be killed just like that? Even though the Ganz family had many fighters, killing Dixon wouldn’t be that easy. “I want the Edric family to make a move,” Bazer muttered. His gaze was sharp. “That would change the board completely.” No one truly knew how powerful the Edric family was now. Among the four strongest families, they were the quietest, rarely baring their fangs. Abraham acted like he didn’t care about power, but Bazer knew better. The man was simply hiding his strength. Years ago, he had abandoned his wife and child for reasons unknown. Could he r

“You’ve got some nerve!” Nouh shouted. “He's a member of the Ganz family! My brother!” “Your brother?” Dixon laughed. He picked up his coffee cup and took a sip like nothing was happening. Even with a hundred men surrounding him, he stayed calm. “He came to kill me. And you expected me not to defend myself? What kind of logic is that?” “So I’m supposed to just stand still and let him stab me? Are you insane?” Dixon shot a cold glare at Nouh. “Now you’re here to kill me too, and you really think I’m just going to sit and do nothing?” “Your resistance is pointless!” Nouh stepped forward, and every step felt like the earth was shaking—like he’d come from the depths of hell itself. “Today, I’m going to kill you! Not just you... I’m wiping out the entire Edric family!” His eyes burned with rage. “I’ll kill every last one of them!” Dixon narrowed his eyes. What did this have to do with the Edric family? Just because he killed Bizak, why drag the whole family into this? Nouh’s fa

"Sir," Jack's eyes turned red. He felt he knew what Abraham was about to say. "Listen to me first," Abraham said, raising his hand to stop Jack from interrupting. "If one day I die, and Dixon dies too, then you must find a way to pass on what our ancestors left behind." "The Edric family has always taught us to save as many lives as we can while walking this earth, to do good and gather virtue," Abraham continued. "Unfortunately, I was never able to fully grasp the medical techniques. But the manual still exists, and there will be someone out there capable of understanding it. If the Edric family is ever destroyed, you must help me find someone like that." "Sir..." Jack’s voice broke. "The Edric family will not fall! Even if I have to die, I will protect you. I will protect Young Master Dixon too!" Abraham let out a quiet laugh. He was not too concerned about his own fate. The Edric family had started as common people. When they became famous and wealthy, they slowly began to for