Chapter 8 Meeting the Shrine Lord

Slaughter! Downright slaughter! That was right. It was a slaughter. Cohen never thought that the person in front of him could be so powerful. A punch crushed a person's head? Amazing! Even at this moment, he felt like everything in front of him was like a dream. When the slaughter continued, he felt an impulse to escape, growing larger in his mind. At the same time! Outside the hotel! Five miles away! A fleet of cars was speeding wildly. In the middle car, a person with a gloomy face said, "I just received notice from above that a big shot has arrived in our Greafank." "But I didn't get any information from you guys at all?" "Are you useless idiots?" He was no one else but Zak, the head of the Traffic Safety Bureau! Cohen's dad! His assistant, with a pale face, fearfully reported, "Director, we've exerted our utmost efforts. However, we haven't unearthed any clues. Just today, someone intentionally obstructed Young Master's vehicle, and Mr. George has gone to handle the situation." Zak seethed, "This child is causing me increasing concern. I want to see who has the audacity to provoke my son." "Issue orders for a swift response to the hotel and deal with this individual. I still need to proceed to meet the influential figure." "I wonder what kind of figure it is that warrants direct orders from that department." "It's really terrifying." His face was full of fear, and the assistant was even more terrified. Thinking of that department, the assistant almost knelt. That was the most mysterious department in the entire Draconia. It could be said that only the head of Draconia could mobilize it. It was also responsible for the security of the entire Draconia! This department had a mysterious and resounding name in Draconia — Draconia Security Department! The minister of the Draconia Security Department had arrived. Even a governor could be overridden! The power was so great that it made Draconia famous and changed its color. What kind of person could touch the Draconia Security Department? The power was so great that it made Draconia famous and changed its color. This resounding department should be handled with utmost care. That was right! Just like that! Outside the Jade Majesty Hotel. Leila persistently attempted to make calls, but none connected. Anxiety coursed through her, especially when she pondered that Cohen had brought his men inside. Was it aimed at Walter? If it was— What should they do? How can they handle this situation? As her thoughts settled, she saw another convoy rushing towards them. The convoy stopped, and a group of men in suits surrounded the middle car. An infuriated man descended from the vehicle. The onlookers who hadn't dispersed exclaimed, "My goodness, it's Director Zak from the Traffic Safety Bureau!" "Isn't it?" "How can this be?" "I really didn't expect this." "Can I still see Mr. Cooke? Could it be that I'm dreaming?" "What on earth happened?" "Didn't Mr. Cooke just go in?" "Why bother with all that? It seems the people inside are not having a good time. It's been so long; who knows what kind of mistreatment they're enduring." ... Inside the hotel! Slaughter! Over! Nightkill broke the last person's neck in an instant. Looking at Walter and Ernie, his eyes were calm, but there was still a hint of unsatisfied feeling. Gulp! Cohen struggled to spit out a mouthful of saliva, "What exactly do you want?" Nightkill didn't speak, Walter with hands behind his back, uttered the icy words, "To kill you!" "You..." Cohen's eyelids trembled fiercely. At this moment, he had no doubt. After all, so many people had already been killed in front of him, and Walter didn't care about himself anymore. Cohen persisted to the end, "Do you know who is behind me?" "How can I be killed just because you want to kill me?" "Have you ever thought about the consequences of killing me?" Before he could continue, Cohen felt a flash in front of him. Blink! Walter appeared in front of him. So fast! Cohen's heart trembled fiercely, and his eyelids trembled too, "Who exactly are you?" "Heh." Walter smirked, "I'll tell you my identity when you die." Hiss! Cohen felt a chill run through his entire body, goosebumps rising. Despite wanting to unleash a furious tirade, he found himself speechless, gripped only by fear! Bang! Bang! Bang! At this moment, a group of fully armed soldiers rushed in and stood beside Cohen without saying a word. Cohen was overjoyed, thinking that reinforcements had arrived. He turned around to see Zak approaching, and his heart was overjoyed, "Dad, you finally came." "If you didn't come, I would have been beaten to death by these people." Cohen began to act pitiful, and Zak squinted. His gaze had been on Walter, "Did you kill them?" Nightkill shrugged, "Old man, you really underestimate our boss." "If our boss had taken action, there would be no flesh or blood left here." Hiss! Zak became even more fearful. Was Walter even more powerful? What exactly was going on? What if this person was an heir of a prominent family undergoing external training? Suppressing his thoughts, without revealing any hint of them, Zak spoke calmly, "Gentlemen, could you grant me a bit of face? My son is still young and inexperienced." "If there's any offense, please don't take it to heart." "Besides, you've killed so many of my subordinates," Zak's words carried a veiled threat, "I believe both of you should understand that if this matter escalates, it won't bode well for any of us." He sought to resolve the issue. Walter sneered, "Your calculations are commendable, but unfortunately, you've chosen the wrong setting today. These two must meet their end!" "Young master, you've overstepped." Zak's expression hardened, repressing his anger. "Regardless of the force behind you, do you truly think I, Zak, am someone easily to mess with?" His words had just been uttered when his phone rang. Despite his initial irritation, upon seeing the incoming call number, he swiftly became alert. Answering promptly, an urgent voice conveyed, "Bro Cooke, I've just received credible information. The significant figure who arrived in Greafank today is the Dragon God from overseas. The entire Draconia Security Department is in disarray, and the Greafank branch is rushing to your location." Dragon God! Zak's phone dropped to the ground. His eyes widened, filled with fear and unease. The visitor was none other than the Dragon God, a notorious figure overseas and the youngest recipient of the Draconia Medal. How could someone of such stature come to a small place like Greafank? Just as he was pondering this, he looked at Walter with disdain. "I don't have time for you. Since you don't listen to advice, wait for my return, and we'll discuss it. I'm going to find Dragon Shrine now!" Walter with his hands behind his back said, "You won't find him." "You..." Before Zak could get angry, the sound of engines echoed from outside the door. Soon, numerous people, both men and women, rushed in. They all wore different clothes, but one thing was common among them. At their waists hung a dark red pendant with a flexible dragon pattern. This was the Dragon Shrine token! Cohen was nervous, and at this moment, the people made a surprising move. Almost instantly, dozens of them knelt in front of Walter, saying, "We pay our respects to the Lord!"