Chapter 9 Father and Son Estrangement

Lord? What Lord? Everyone was completely shocked. Cohen felt uneasy, "Dad, I think this guy is just bluffing. Don't let him deceive you." Bluffing? Zak's face became stern, and for the first time, there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes. In the entire world... Who could be called the Lord? Besides the person from the Dragon Shrine! Lord! The God of Killing from overseas! Apart from this person, there was probably no one else with such qualifications? But was Walter, the person in front of them, really the one they thought he was? Is it possible? Walter stood with his hands behind his back, "Get up, everyone." "Yes!" They stood up, but they still didn't dare to look at Walter in front of them! In their hearts, there was only awe! For them, the young man in front of them was their god! The eternal god! Zak roughly confirmed his thoughts, "You, are you that person?" Huh? Walter raised an eyebrow, "So what?" He even took out a black token. Hiss! Zak's eyes widened, focusing on the token. The token wasn't large! Entirely dark it was. Yet, this token made Zak understand that it represented absolute identity! It also represented supreme power! It must be him! It was really him. Zak looked at the token, feeling his soul trembling. Thump! Almost in an instant, he knelt before Walter, continuously kowtowing, "Greetings, Dragon God!" He was a god! The god in the hearts of all Draconians! He was the most worshipped figure in the hearts of all Draconians! In six years, he had earned the title of Dragon God. "Heh." Walter waved his hand, "Get up." Two indifferent words! Exuding absolute pressure. "No... I wouldn't dare." Zak shook his head subconsciously, but when his gaze met Walter's, he sensed an impending terror. Shivers ran down his spine, a chilling sensation gripping his back. No other words! He stood up! He dared not! That was right! Absolutely not, Dragon God's words were commands. How could he disobey? Cohen couldn't stand it anymore, "Dad, what are you doing?" "Why are you so afraid of him?" "In Greafank, is there anyone worth your fear?" Cohen grumbled, "Dad, even if he's a god, he'll fall tonight." Slap! As Cohen spoke, Zak slapped him hard across the face. Immediately! Cohen felt a fiery pain on his face. Covering his face, he looked at Zak with shock, "Dad, what are you doing?" He didn't expect Zak to hit him. "Shut up." Zak scolded angrily, "I told you to read more books, and gain more knowledge. Look at you, look at what you've done?" "You're really a piece of trash!" "Do you know who is in front of you?" "He is the Lord of the Dragon Shrine and the youngest medal holder in Draconia." "In front of him, I don't count for anything." "Even..." Zak's voice became even more somber, "He could even chop me first and report later!" Boom! Even if Cohen was an idiot, he understood that tonight he had provoked someone he couldn't afford to provoke. Looking at Walter, his eyes were filled with anger, "But Dad, he's just..." "Enough." Zak scolded with a snort, then smiled apologetically, "Dragon God, when you came to Greafank, why didn't you tell me earlier? I could have arranged things earlier, and we wouldn't have had this misunderstanding today." He even glared at Cohen, "You rascal, come and apologize to Dragon God." Although he was unhappy, Cohen couldn't refuse. He came to Walter and said, "My Lord, I..." Before he could finish his words, Walter waved his hand, "You were not wrong." Four indifferent words! Cohen felt a chill in his heart. Why couldn't he bend his waist? Zak was nervous, "Lord, it's all a misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding. This unfilial son knows he's wrong. I beg you, Lord, to be merciful and spare him." "I believe he will be grateful to you in his heart." He understood the Dragon God's methods. Killing Cohen was too easy. Walter raised an eyebrow, "I've already said, tonight, he must die!" Insulting Leila? How could he let it go? Gulp! Zak was even more embarrassed, "Lord, I beg you, and I could achieve what I have today thanks to Mr. Pearce's guidance. You also know Mr. Pearce, right?" Mr. Pearce! One of Walter's guiding lights! His words were an attempt to mend relations with Walter, but he had misunderstood Walter. In a blink of an eye, Walter appeared in front of Zak, saying in a deep voice, "Do you think it's your place to mention Mr. Pearce's name?" Zak, filled with fear, stammered, "I..." Cohen, accustomed to his playboy habits, removed the pretense, "Dad, what are we afraid of? Whether he's a Lord or not, we control Greafank now. With a word from you, we can deal with this guy safely." "Dad, let's not be weak like this." He looked serious. Zak was even more fearful, "My Lord, this disobedient son spoke nonsense for a moment. I will discipline him properly." Discipline? Walter raised an eyebrow, "How do you plan to discipline him?" Walter released Zak, "You have three minutes. If you can't handle this, tonight, there won't be a place for the Cooke family in Greafank!" Zak became even more terrified. He believed that the big shot in front of him could say it and do it! After all... It was just a matter of seconds for Dragon God to end someone. Cohen, oblivious to the impending danger, boasted, "Dad, don't worry. I heard you say on the phone that Sir Stewart is on his way." "For so many years, our two families have a good relationship. He's also the head of Draconia's Security Department, Greafank branch. Handling them is a breeze." Before Cohen could say more, Zak face-slapped him again, angrily saying, "Rebellious son, you are ruining the entire Cooke family." "Dad..." "I am not your dad," Zak waved his hand, "From today, you and Cooke family have no relationship. You are no longer the son of Cooke family, because tonight, you challenged the Lord." "How can I spare you?" "I, as the head of Cooke family and the Traffic Safety Bureau, sentence you to death."