The phone on the table began ringing.


    Zachariah was calling.


    Saul picked up the phone and said in a pleasant voice, “Hello, Governor…”


    “Things will pick up for the Eves tomorrow,” Zachariah said in a calm voice.


    Saul’s good mood became even better. “Thank you, Governor. I’ve already sent someone over with


    some gifts. Please do ept them!”


    Entrepreneurs still had to bow down to the authorities.


    What did it matter if Melody was powerful? She still had to bow down to the governor, did she not?


    “Thank you, but I’ll pass on the gifts. I just hope you’ll reconsider your decision regarding theyoffs.


    Those employees don’t have it easy either!” Zachariah said in a displeased tone.


    “You’re a just man, Governor. I respect that. I’ll make sure to treat you to a good meal some other day!”


    Saul was in a great mood.


    Most of the losses hade from the plummet in shares, but he had already gained control over that


    situation.


    The shareholders could still be cated for now, so the share price would soon rise in value again as


    long as he managed to gain control over Melody..


    After Zachariah hung up the phone, Saul ryed the news to his son and grandson. All three


    generations of the Eve men had relieved smiles on their faces.


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    Over 200 people congregated on Freeman Manor’s grounds.


    They were all martial artists. The four core men of the Freeman family had dedicated time and


    resources to training them.


    Even the weaker ones had achieved the third division of the Energy Cultivation Realm, while the more


    talented ones were already at the grandmaster level.


    They were, alongside the Freeman Martial Alliance, part of the Freeman family’s most treasured asset.


    Three coffins were ced in the living room.


    The Freeman family men were gathered there as well. There were about 20 of them in the group.


    All of them had tears on their faces, and an air of mncholy hun around them.


    Arthur, who was Harold’s grandson, spoke in a furious voice as his eyes turned red. “No one in Sagen


    has ever dared cross the Freeman family. He must die tonight. I don’t care who he is!”


    Arthur was a martial artist as well. He had begun learning the art of the mecloud Palm from his


    grandfather ever since he was five years old.


    He was a martial arts prodigy and had be a grandmaster at just


    15 years old. When he turned 20, he began traveling the world after bing a great-grandmaster.


    Just three years ago, on the 15th anniversary of his travels, he achieved the early stage Mystique


    Loyalty Realm in the depths of a forest cave.


    A man who had achieved Mystique Loyalty Realm at the age of 35!


    How many of those could be found in the entirety of Drakonia?


    The Freeman family could exert their control over all ten of Capiton’s elite families and establish a


    presence as legendary as the Young family.


    Just an hour earlier, Arthur had finally returned to his family.


    His initial n had been to surprise his father and grandfather.


    However, he had found the Freeman Manor enveloped in waves of sorrow.


    After asking around, he finally realized what was going on.


    His father was gone.


    At first, Arthur had not believed it.


    After all, the Freeman family had already be an elite family years ago.


    The fact that they had four men who had achieved the Profound Reality Realm protecting the family


    meant no one daredy a finger on the Freeman family.


    Even the National Martial Bureau had to think twice.


    He received a call from his grandfather not too long ago.


    During that call, he learned that four Freeman men had achieved the Profound Reality Realm. Not just


    one, but four.


    Four Profound Reality Realm experts were enough to exert control over the entire southern part of the


    country.


    Yet, despite being a force so powerful that they could be considered one of the top three elite Capiton


    families, someone still dared kill the


    Freeman family men while on their turf.


    How could Arthur just let that happen?


    Even if his grandfather did not mind, he did.


    Arthur swept his gaze over everyone’s faces as he said, “After tonight, the Martial Arts Association will


    be no more!”


    Everyone in the living room shouted, “Revenge, revenge!”


    Hudson’s son, Hershel Freeman, said in a low voice, “Arthur… we should first inform Grandpa about


    what has happened. After all, th


    Martial Arts Association is a national association!”


    Arthur pped Hershel across the face. “You’re useless. Do you think Grandpa can protect us for the


    rest of our lives?”