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Ch 9: Jace Amos

"Everyone, thank you for coming and attending today's banquet. As you all know…" Juan Amos raised both hands, and the surrounding chatter immediately ceased, allowing him to speak.

But just then, a loud commotion interrupted his words.

"Family Head, something terrible has happened! Something big has happened!" A panicked voice cried out.

From a distance, a servant of the Amos family came running. His face was pale and his body was trembling. He stumbled forward, nearly crawling in his haste.

Juan's expression darkened, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"What are you panicking for? Can't you see what occasion this is? Shouting and screaming like that. Do you want others to think our Amos family has no discipline?"

A wave of powerful force burst from Juan's body, blasting the servant backward. He crashed heavily into a distant pillar.

The banquet hall fell silent. None of the guests dared utter a word.

The servant who came running was stunned by the blow. He collapsed to the ground, his mind blank and he was unable to form a single coherent thought.

"Someone, drag this fool away," Juan said coldly. His voice was devoid of emotion.

At once, several guards stepped forward, swiftly taking away the servant and restoring order to the banquet.

Moments later, the atmosphere returned to its previous liveliness, as if nothing had ever happened. The guests resumed their laughter and toasts, enjoying the lavish feast without concern.

However, not even ten minutes had passed when the sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the hall. A man dressed rushed in from outside with a tense face.

Juan narrowed his eyes slightly at the unexpected intrusion but held his tongue. It's because the man coming was a Lord Realm warrior, and an important member of the Amos Family.

"Speak. What happened?" Juan asked when the man came before him. At the same time, he lifted a cup of tea and took a calm sip.

The man leaned in, lowering his voice to a whisper by Juan's ear. "Family Head, Young Lord Otto has been killed by someone. That person ran away right after killing Young Lord Otto."

The cup in Juan's hand froze mid-air.

Otto was killed?

Juan Amos's expression turned terrifying in an instant. His hand trembled slightly and veins bulged. A storm brewed in his eyes as they turned bloodshot and murderous the next second.

"Pa!!!"

Immediately after, Juan struck out with a heavy slap, his palm landing hard on the man's face.

The man was sent flying, crashing into a nearby table that shattered into pieces upon impact.

"What the hell are you talking about? Do you think you can joke about just anything?"

Juan's voice was hoarse and trembling, his eyes burning with a man-eating fury. He didn't dare believe that his son had died.

However, somewhere in his heart, he knew that the person bringing this news would never joke about such a serious matter. In other words, Otto is likely to truly be killed.

In that instant, he seemed to have become a few years older. A violent aura erupted from his body like a tidal wave, roaring through the hall as if it could crush the world itself.

The man who had been slapped was stunned. He was in a daze for a few moments, then he hurriedly crawled up and repeated, "Family head, I would never joke about matters like this. Young Lord Otto has truly been killed by someone."

Juan's face twisted a little when he heard the man repeating the same words again. The aura on his body became even stronger. The overwhelming pressure from the eruption of his strength caused the surrounding guests to feel as though they had fallen into an endless abyss. Many of them were suppressed, barely able to breathe. They felt as if they could be crushed to death at any moment.

"Rumble!!!"

A moment later, an even more terrifying aura suddenly burst forth from Juan's body. It was as if invisible chains deep within him had been shattered. The surrounding mystic energy roared like a tsunami, surging madly toward him.

In that instant, his presence expanded, shaking the entire hall.

Resplendent light radiated from his flesh. It became brighter and brighter until it engulfed the entire banquet hall in a divine brilliance.

"J-Juan Amos has become a War Lord! He, he truly broke through and became a War Lord."

A guest standing not far away stammered in astonishment. His eyes brimmed with awe as he looked at Juan.

That was the War Lord Realm!

It was a boundary countless warriors could only dream of reaching.

Although this banquet was held by Juan because he wanted to advance in front of everyone, the success was not guaranteed.

Who would have thought that Juan would break through in anger just like that?

The others around him were filled with boundless envy. With this breakthrough, Juan's future was limitless!

Yet, at this moment, Juan was standing frozen. His expression twisted not with triumph but despair.

What use was the War Lord Realm?

His son was dead. His only son was dead!

"Ahhhh!"

With a roar of grief and fury, Juan unleashed a torrent of mystic energy. The terrifying force surged out like a wave of death, instantly shattering the nearby pillar.

A suffocating wave of power swept over the banquet hall. No one dared speak and no one dared move.

After a while, he finally turned to the man who brought the news of his son's death and asked, "Who killed my son?"

Although he only spoke one sentence, his words seemed to hide infinite killing intent. It caused everyone below War Lord Realm to tremble a little.

The man felt despair. He didn't know that person's identity, but at least, there was a clue. So, he spoke, "Family head, we don't know who that person is. But according to some people who witnessed everything, that person was holding a snow white cat in his hand. That cat was not ordinary. Someone recognized it as a Moon Spirit Cat."

"Young Lord wanted to snatch the cat from that person and gift it to Lady Edna to win her favor and enter the Order of Crimson Night. Unfortunately, he was..."

The man didn't speak further, but everyone understood the next words.

"Search for him. Follow every clue and leave no stone unturned. No matter who he is or where he's hiding, you must find him and report to me," Jace said coldly.

"Yes, I understand," the man nodded, letting out a quiet sigh of relief before turning to leave.