Back at the VIP viewing area, Jaden’s family sat quietly, waiting for the navy ceremony to begin.The sea stretched endlessly ahead, calm and deep, while the massive warships stood anchored in formation like steel giants guarding the horizon.Even now, Selena and her parents still felt like everything around them wasn’t real.It felt too smooth.Too unreal.From being mocked just moments ago… to suddenly sitting in the VIP section, surrounded by powerful figures and honored guests.It was like stepping into a different world.Selena turned her head slowly and looked at Jaden.Her eyes narrowed slightly, but there was a faint smile on her lips.“Jaden,” she said, her tone calm but probing, “don’t you think it’s time you explained what’s really going on?”Her words instantly drew attention.Vane and Nora both looked over as well.They had been holding back earlier, but now that things had escalated to this level, they couldn’t ignore it anymore.They needed answers.Jaden met their gaze

Jaden stood quietly on the deck, the sea breeze brushing past him.He wasn’t in uniform.No medals.No rank insignia.Just simple, casual clothes.To anyone else, he looked like an ordinary man visiting the ship with his family.But that was intentional.He was the General of the North.And Roland Sky was the General of the South.Today wasn’t about him.It was Roland’s stage.Jaden had no interest in stepping into the spotlight or letting the media catch even a glimpse of him.He preferred it this way.Quiet.—Mia, still in Jaden’s arms, tilted her head as she stared at Roland.Her big eyes blinked curiously.“Papa,” she whispered, loud enough for everyone to hear, “who is he? He looks very powerful!”Jaden couldn’t help but smile.He tapped her lightly on the forehead.“Be polite,” he said. “Call him Uncle General.”Roland laughed immediately and waved his hand.“Just call me Uncle,” he said warmly.Mia nodded obediently.“Hello, Uncle!”Her voice was clear and innocent.Roland’s s

From the viewing areas, the atmosphere was already out of control. Cheers rolled like waves as people stood on their toes, raising binoculars and trying to get a clearer look at the man standing beside Roland Sky. But the distance was simply too great. Even with high-powered lenses, Jaden’s figure was nothing more than a silhouette—a shape, a presence. His face could not be seen clearly at all.To Selena’s family and Xander’s family, it made no difference. They joined the crowd, clapping and shouting along with everyone else, excited and caught up in the moment, completely unaware. They didn’t realize that the man they were cheering for was the same person who had been sitting beside them just hours ago.But on the warship, things were very different. Here, there was no distance, no blur, no guesswork. Everything was clear—every expression, every movement, every detail. And for Leon Nagger’s family, that clarity became a nightmare.Daniella saw him first. The moment her eyes landed on

Carl let out a satisfied breath, his chest rising with pride as he imagined what was coming.“With the Roman family backing Mr. Nagger,” he said, his tone full of expectation, “and once he becomes the General’s father-in-law…” He glanced around at the sea of men behind him. “The Nagger family will rise even higher.”His lips curled into a confident grin.“And when that happens, people like us…” He tapped his chest lightly. “We won’t just survive. We’ll thrive.”A few men nearby nodded immediately, some even chuckling under their breath. They all understood what that meant. Power at the top meant power trickling down—more money, more influence, and more freedom to do whatever they wanted.Before anyone could say more, a man came sprinting through the crowd. He was out of breath, panic written all over his face.“Mr. Rajar!”Carl turned sharply, his expression hardening.“What is it?”“The enemy…” the man gasped, struggling to catch his breath. “They’re here!”Carl’s eyes narrowed insta

Roland gave a slight nod, accepting the order without hesitation.Three years of hard labor sounded lenient on the surface, but everyone present understood the truth. The northern frontier was no ordinary place. The terrain was harsh, the mountains steep, and the cold unforgiving. For more than half the year, the land was buried under ice and snow, and the wind alone could cut through flesh like a blade. Working on military construction there was not just punishment—it was survival. Only the strong would last. The weak would be buried in silence, forgotten by the world they once tried to dominate.None of the kneeling men dared to protest. They knew they were lucky to be alive, and that alone was mercy.By nightfall, everything was already set in motion.Leon moved fast—faster than anyone expected. All of his assets, properties, companies, and holdings were liquidated within hours. Massive transfers were made, accounts emptied, and what remained of his once overwhelming empire was red