The next day.


    At Sagen.


    Amidst various luxurious mansions.


    The area was close to the sea and was popted with almost a hundred mansions that overlooked the


    sea; and seventy apartments that were thirty stories high.


    This ce was named Green Bamboo Manor, and it was where the Green Bamboo Association’s


    headquarters were located!


    Lots of bamboo were nted around the vi.


    They were the Green Bamboo Association’s mascot.


    They symbolized continuous improvement and sess.


    Inside the grandest-looking mansion…


    A group of old men sat in a circle.


    The man upying the leader’s chair had a gold-colored cane with dragons engraved on it.


    Inside the carving of the dragon’s mouth was a ruby the size of a quail’s egg.


    The man’s hair and beard were white, but he seemed alert and had a solemn expression on his face.


    His mere presence was enough tomand the utmost respect of everyone in the room.


    He was Dominic Carter, the president of the Green Bamboo Association, and the underworld’s forces


    found him terrifying.


    “The Green Bamboo Association has never been humiliated this way ever since the day it was


    established! We should stage aeback and destroy everyone and anyone who dares challenge the


    Green Bamboo Association’s authority!”


    “Nutcracker, Giant, and Unibrow are senior members of our association. We can’t just sit back and


    watch after they’ve been killed and decapitated!”


    “That’s right. We can’t just sit back and watch!”


    Several of the old men who had missing teeth spoke indignantly.


    “Silence!”


    Dominic lightly thumped his cane on the floor as he swept his dignified gaze across everyone in the


    room.


    Everyone immediately fell silent. Though they were faction leaders who wielded enough power to


    merely speak here, their power meant nothing to the president.


    Dominic turned to his left and asked the Grim-Faced Juggernaut, “Why have they not returned?”


    The Grim-Faced Juggernaut lowered his head. “They have decided to stay in Jonford until they get the


    chance to behead Nash Calcraft!”


    A sneer appeared on Dominic’s face. “He’s merely a young man in his twenties. Yet, instead of killing


    him, you ended up with three dead juggernauts and lost another thirty men. The other families must all


    be talking about your ‘honorable’ mission right now!”


    The Green Bamboo Association was extremely powerful and well-known in Sagen. Everyone,


    including those from prestigious families and high-ranking officials, addressed him as Sir Dominic


    because of how much they respected him.


    Given that the Green Bamboo Association had lost three of its juggernauts, there was no doubt they


    would be the butt of everyone’s dinner table jokes.


    “Please do not be enraged, Sir Dominic… Now’s not the time for pointing fingers. The fact that he


    managed to kill Nutcracker, Giant, Unibrow, and the dozens of grandmasters they brought along


    illustrates how terrifyingly powerful he is!”


    Four juggernauts had stayed behind with the Green Bamboo Association. They were known as


    Shadowde, Gingerhead, Velvet-Thunder, and Hoodlum.


    The one who had spoken just now was the Gingerhead Juggernaut. He was a Stage Nine great-


    grandmaster.


    Dominic tightened his grip on his cane, slowly closing his eyes as his cheeks moved slightly, seemingly


    because he was gritting his teeth together to hold in his anger.


    The Gingerhead Juggernaut turned to the Grim-Faced Juggernaut and said, “Nash may have achieved


    Profound Reality Realm, but he’s only in his twenties. Nutcracker’s skills fall in theter stages of the


    Profound Reality Realm, his powers would have been at their peak. I don’t think Nash killed him!”


    The Grim-Faced Juggernaut was confused. “But… we can’t think of anyone else who would have done


    it other than him!”


    They had familiarized themselves with the martial arts prowess of Jonford’s citizens once they


    arrived.


    There were less than a dozen great-grandmasters in the Jonford Martial Arts Association, and the


    remaining underground powers could not hold a candle to them. The Quiet Winds Church was the only


    ce in Jonford that housed Stage Eight and Stage Nine great-grandmasters.


    Only Nash and the Smiling Grim Reaper were worthy of their attention.


    The Smiling Grim Reaper had spent the night at the Zabel house, which meant Nash was the only one


    who could have killed the Nutcracker Juggernaut.


    “What if it wasn’t Nash?”


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    The Gingerhead Juggernaut smirked.


    A shocked look appeared on the Grim-Faced Juggernaut’s face.