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BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 427-You're in Big Trouble
Hansen stared at Dixon as if he were looking at a thief. His gaze was hostile, filled with anger and cruelty. However, Dixon remained calm and even smiled. "Where should I put these?" Dixon pointed at all the knee pads and cushions scattered on the floor, asking with a smile. "Put them over there," Hansen replied, pointing randomly. Dixon said nothing. He nodded and patiently cleaned everything up, placing the items as instructed. Hansen kept glaring at the back of Dixon's head, mocking him silently. "He really knows how to pretend." He watched Dixon tidy up all the scattered items like he wasn’t a guest at all—like Hansen could order him around as he pleased. "All done." Dixon worked quickly and neatly. He stayed composed, showing no signs of irritation. He knew full well that Hansen had thrown everything around on purpose. "Move this wooden pole to that side for me," Hansen ordered. Dixon didn’t refuse. He extended one hand and moved the wooden pole to the other side
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 428-Dixon Wasn't Worried
"One of the grandmasters you killed was from the Northern Sect A, a descendant of the Great Martial Academy. His name was Ali Behnam. Now that he's dead, he might have tarnished the reputation of the entire Northern Sect A, and they will definitely come after you!" Dixon narrowed his eyes slightly, but there wasn’t the slightest hint of worry on his face. Hansen snorted. “Hey, you're in big trouble! I'm warning you—make sure Agnes doesn’t get dragged into this. If she does... I won’t let you off easily!” But after thinking about it, Hansen knew he couldn’t beat Dixon in a fight. There was no way to teach him a lesson. He was impressed that Dixon had reached such a level of combat ability at a young age. However, Dixon was drawing too much attention. If the hidden martial artists in the city caught wind of him, it wouldn't be good news. So, Hansen felt it was better if Agnes stayed away from Dixon. “Wait a second,” Dixon suddenly said, raising his hand to stop Hansen from s
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 429-In A Forest
Agnes watched them leave. When she returned, Hansen was still sitting there, but his tea was already finished. She picked up the teapot. "I’ll pour you some more." As Agnes took two steps, Hansen called out, "I won’t oppose your singing career anymore." Agnes's shoulders trembled. "Dixon told me you’ve suffered a lot. Why didn’t you tell me?" "Wouldn’t you have gotten even angrier if I had?" Agnes replied. "That’s nonsense!" Hansen stood up. "You’re my daughter! If you’re hurting, I’ll feel worse than anyone!" "Next time... if anything happens, you must tell me! I’m not dead yet! I’ll see who dares to bully you!" he continued. Agnes couldn’t hold it in any longer—her shoulders shook harder. She turned to look at Hansen, and tears welled up in her red eyes. "Alright, I will." "I’m off for the next two days, so I’ll stay here," she added. Agnes then went to make some tea. Meanwhile, Dixon took Diana to the hotel to pick up Jenna, and then they headed to Voroz Interna
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 430-Behnam Family
The figure behind the curtain moved slowly as he made tea and poured it for himself. His movements were so smooth that no one could sense any killing intent from him. "I’ve spent 30 years preparing all of this. I won’t let anyone interfere with my plans. Anyone who gets in my way must die." Hot water was poured over the tea leaves, and a rich aroma filled the air. The commotion in the north was loud enough to be impossible to ignore. The forbidden land known as Reddof was closing in. It all started from Reddof, then slowly crept northward. It was impossible not to stay alert. This was a crucial moment. He had prepared everything for nearly three decades, and there could be no room for error. Even the tiniest threat—like a speck of dust—had to be eliminated before it turned into a storm. "How amusing. I don’t know who started this, but whoever it is, all their efforts are meaningless." The wind blew, the curtain swayed, and the figure became blurry, as if no longer real. *
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 431-Dixon Replied Calmly
"Okay, Sir." They fell silent for a moment. Gavo sat in his wooden chair. His hair was white, and his long beard gave him the appearance of someone of great stature. The martial arts training robe he wore was spotless, without a single crease. "How long has it been since the main bloodline of the Behnam family walked the path of martial arts?" His cloudy eyes gleamed brightly. "This world may have fallen, but the spirit of martial arts has never died." As long as the Behnam family had Gavo, not even the powerful families in the north dared to touch anyone from the Behnam clan—especially someone at the grandmaster level. But the man from Reddof not only killed Ali Behnam—he used underhanded tricks to do it. Otherwise, how could he have faced four grandmasters at once? Gavo didn’t care about anything else. But his family would not allow one of their own to die in vain. Gavo's message was soon delivered to Reddof. Every movement in Reddof now reminded the powerful familie
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 432-Two More Days
Bondo was slightly taken aback at first, then said, “The descendants of the martial arts world are rather complicated. They have no respect for modern laws and societal rules, and I’m afraid it’ll be difficult to defend ourselves against them, Big Boss.” People like Sanos never cared about the rules of this world. He would kill with a single slash of his sword—enough to strike fear into those in the North. “They’re just a bunch of stubborn old relics. Bondo, you're overthinking it,” Dixon waved his hand dismissively, unfazed by the issue. “Those old fools... you don’t need to worry about them.” “Understood.” Bondo said nothing more and responded to the Behnam family with Dixon’s message. The response from Reddof brought a mix of reactions among several powerful families in the North who had been closely watching the situation. “Come if you dare? That so-called King of Reddof really has a big mouth!” “He must be insane! That’s Gavo Behnam! A powerful grandmaster! To challen
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 433-I Don't Have Time
But the people of Reddof had gone too far! They had used dirty tricks and shamelessly uttered bold words. They truly had no respect for Gavo at all. Now, everyone was watching from all sides, waiting to see how the Behnam family would respond. If Gavo backed down, the Behnam family’s reputation would be utterly destroyed. *** The second day passed. The Behnam family still hadn't gone to Reddof. Whispers began circulating among the powerful families of the North. “It seems that the one pulling the strings in Reddof is no simple person. The Behnams are scared!” “Gavo’s just trying to hold on to the last shreds of his reputation. So many have died in Reddof! Even a grandmaster like Ali Behnam was killed by someone from Reddof!” “Didn’t they give Reddof three days? There’s still one day left, so what’s the rush?” “You believe that? The Behnams have definitely backed down! They wouldn’t dare set foot in Reddof!” All these rumors only made the Behnam family angrier than e
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 434-What...what Exactly Was Going On?
Dixon would finish his training session and then pick up Diana from her office. The drama series he was following would air that night, so he had no time to get involved in the same old mud-slinging mess. "Understood, Big Boss," Paulo nodded and left. Dixon closed his eyes again. From the sounds of the training, he could already gauge the progress of the trainees. He truly didn’t care about the Behnam family. *** Meanwhile, Gavo’s expression was grim. He was a grandmaster. He had come to Reddof personally, and yet Dixon had the audacity to say he didn’t have time to see him?! How arrogant! Did Dixon think the Behnam family was something to be trifled with? Gavo was nearly seventy years old, and yet he had never been humiliated like this. The middle-aged men with him were practically bloodthirsty, itching to tear Dixon apart. However, thirty men stood in front of them, their faces expressionless. "Sorry, our Big Boss is currently very busy and not accepting guests. Pleas
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436-We're Going Home
Gavo wore no expression on his face, but a murderous intent had begun to stir within him. He sat in silence late into the night. His eyes were half-closed, his body motionless, as if frozen in place. Suddenly, he opened his eyes—now glowing with a sharp light. “Dixon… tonight, I’ll kill you.” He stood up and vanished into the darkness. *** At the Hamilton Group residence, a pot of delicious grilled fish was being served as the family's dinner. William and Diana had just returned from working overtime, famished. “The smell is incredible!” Diana said as she inhaled the aroma from the pot. Her eyes lit up. “I’m digging in first.” She looked around and noticed Dixon was missing. “Where’s Dixon? Isn’t he the one who loves food the most? Why hasn’t he shown up?” *** At that moment, Dixon was standing outside in the yard of the bungalow. A cigarette burned low between his fingers. He squinted as he spotted a figure approaching. “How pitiful. The head grandmaster of the Be
435-They Were Kicked Out
Dixon Edric was incredibly famous in Reddof! How could this be? That was what Gavo thought. There were men, women, the elderly, and children—and each of them was furious, filled with righteous anger. Even leaving Reddof safely was now a problem, let alone daring to stir up trouble for Dixon. Gavo’s lips trembled as he felt all the blood in his body surge. “This… this is what they meant by Reddof’s forbidden territory? So this is why it’s called forbidden!” Gavo had thought the term only referred to Reddof’s underworld, to Dixon and his gang. But now he realized the entire city and its people were united in protecting Reddof and keeping everyone inside it safe. “Master Gavo…” The grandmasters who had come with Gavo were pale. There were already nearly a thousand people, and more were still coming. They had never faced anything like this before! “Who’s causing trouble in Reddof?!” “Do you think the people of Reddof are easy to mess with?!” Shouts erupted all around. Their
434-What...what Exactly Was Going On?
Dixon would finish his training session and then pick up Diana from her office. The drama series he was following would air that night, so he had no time to get involved in the same old mud-slinging mess. "Understood, Big Boss," Paulo nodded and left. Dixon closed his eyes again. From the sounds of the training, he could already gauge the progress of the trainees. He truly didn’t care about the Behnam family. *** Meanwhile, Gavo’s expression was grim. He was a grandmaster. He had come to Reddof personally, and yet Dixon had the audacity to say he didn’t have time to see him?! How arrogant! Did Dixon think the Behnam family was something to be trifled with? Gavo was nearly seventy years old, and yet he had never been humiliated like this. The middle-aged men with him were practically bloodthirsty, itching to tear Dixon apart. However, thirty men stood in front of them, their faces expressionless. "Sorry, our Big Boss is currently very busy and not accepting guests. Pleas
433-I Don't Have Time
But the people of Reddof had gone too far! They had used dirty tricks and shamelessly uttered bold words. They truly had no respect for Gavo at all. Now, everyone was watching from all sides, waiting to see how the Behnam family would respond. If Gavo backed down, the Behnam family’s reputation would be utterly destroyed. *** The second day passed. The Behnam family still hadn't gone to Reddof. Whispers began circulating among the powerful families of the North. “It seems that the one pulling the strings in Reddof is no simple person. The Behnams are scared!” “Gavo’s just trying to hold on to the last shreds of his reputation. So many have died in Reddof! Even a grandmaster like Ali Behnam was killed by someone from Reddof!” “Didn’t they give Reddof three days? There’s still one day left, so what’s the rush?” “You believe that? The Behnams have definitely backed down! They wouldn’t dare set foot in Reddof!” All these rumors only made the Behnam family angrier than e
432-Two More Days
Bondo was slightly taken aback at first, then said, “The descendants of the martial arts world are rather complicated. They have no respect for modern laws and societal rules, and I’m afraid it’ll be difficult to defend ourselves against them, Big Boss.” People like Sanos never cared about the rules of this world. He would kill with a single slash of his sword—enough to strike fear into those in the North. “They’re just a bunch of stubborn old relics. Bondo, you're overthinking it,” Dixon waved his hand dismissively, unfazed by the issue. “Those old fools... you don’t need to worry about them.” “Understood.” Bondo said nothing more and responded to the Behnam family with Dixon’s message. The response from Reddof brought a mix of reactions among several powerful families in the North who had been closely watching the situation. “Come if you dare? That so-called King of Reddof really has a big mouth!” “He must be insane! That’s Gavo Behnam! A powerful grandmaster! To challen
431-Dixon Replied Calmly
"Okay, Sir." They fell silent for a moment. Gavo sat in his wooden chair. His hair was white, and his long beard gave him the appearance of someone of great stature. The martial arts training robe he wore was spotless, without a single crease. "How long has it been since the main bloodline of the Behnam family walked the path of martial arts?" His cloudy eyes gleamed brightly. "This world may have fallen, but the spirit of martial arts has never died." As long as the Behnam family had Gavo, not even the powerful families in the north dared to touch anyone from the Behnam clan—especially someone at the grandmaster level. But the man from Reddof not only killed Ali Behnam—he used underhanded tricks to do it. Otherwise, how could he have faced four grandmasters at once? Gavo didn’t care about anything else. But his family would not allow one of their own to die in vain. Gavo's message was soon delivered to Reddof. Every movement in Reddof now reminded the powerful familie
430-Behnam Family
The figure behind the curtain moved slowly as he made tea and poured it for himself. His movements were so smooth that no one could sense any killing intent from him. "I’ve spent 30 years preparing all of this. I won’t let anyone interfere with my plans. Anyone who gets in my way must die." Hot water was poured over the tea leaves, and a rich aroma filled the air. The commotion in the north was loud enough to be impossible to ignore. The forbidden land known as Reddof was closing in. It all started from Reddof, then slowly crept northward. It was impossible not to stay alert. This was a crucial moment. He had prepared everything for nearly three decades, and there could be no room for error. Even the tiniest threat—like a speck of dust—had to be eliminated before it turned into a storm. "How amusing. I don’t know who started this, but whoever it is, all their efforts are meaningless." The wind blew, the curtain swayed, and the figure became blurry, as if no longer real. *
429-In A Forest
Agnes watched them leave. When she returned, Hansen was still sitting there, but his tea was already finished. She picked up the teapot. "I’ll pour you some more." As Agnes took two steps, Hansen called out, "I won’t oppose your singing career anymore." Agnes's shoulders trembled. "Dixon told me you’ve suffered a lot. Why didn’t you tell me?" "Wouldn’t you have gotten even angrier if I had?" Agnes replied. "That’s nonsense!" Hansen stood up. "You’re my daughter! If you’re hurting, I’ll feel worse than anyone!" "Next time... if anything happens, you must tell me! I’m not dead yet! I’ll see who dares to bully you!" he continued. Agnes couldn’t hold it in any longer—her shoulders shook harder. She turned to look at Hansen, and tears welled up in her red eyes. "Alright, I will." "I’m off for the next two days, so I’ll stay here," she added. Agnes then went to make some tea. Meanwhile, Dixon took Diana to the hotel to pick up Jenna, and then they headed to Voroz Interna
428-Dixon Wasn't Worried
"One of the grandmasters you killed was from the Northern Sect A, a descendant of the Great Martial Academy. His name was Ali Behnam. Now that he's dead, he might have tarnished the reputation of the entire Northern Sect A, and they will definitely come after you!" Dixon narrowed his eyes slightly, but there wasn’t the slightest hint of worry on his face. Hansen snorted. “Hey, you're in big trouble! I'm warning you—make sure Agnes doesn’t get dragged into this. If she does... I won’t let you off easily!” But after thinking about it, Hansen knew he couldn’t beat Dixon in a fight. There was no way to teach him a lesson. He was impressed that Dixon had reached such a level of combat ability at a young age. However, Dixon was drawing too much attention. If the hidden martial artists in the city caught wind of him, it wouldn't be good news. So, Hansen felt it was better if Agnes stayed away from Dixon. “Wait a second,” Dixon suddenly said, raising his hand to stop Hansen from s
