I am the King

Chapter 84

The grey-clothed elder stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Wright, shall I help the young master solve his trouble?"

Tim waved his hand and said, "No need! This disobedient son, abusing my influence in Nacehope City, will sooner or later get into big trouble. This time someone taught him a lesson, I hope he can restrain himself a bit!"

Upon hearing this, the elder remained silent. This was, after all, a family matter, and it wasn't his place to interfere as an outsider.

Tim asked, "Has the Brotherhood made any moves recently?"

The grey-clothed elder replied, "According to reports from our men, the Brotherhood has been stirring up trouble, secretly contacting both the legit and underworld powers in Nacehope City, especially the Big Four Corporations. It seems they wanna make a comeback!"

"Hmph!" Tim snorted coldly. "Looks like the Brotherhood still hasn't given up their wicked ways!"

The grey-clothed elder reminded, "Mr. Wright, we must be on guard, especially against the Big Four Corporations. If they join forces with the Brotherhood, it will be troublesome for the Azure."

Tim pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Grey, I'm planning to host a networking cocktail party. I want you to send invitations to all the legitimate and underworld figures in Nacehope City, including the Big Four Corporations. I want to see who dares to disrespect me!" With that, he exuded a murderous aura.

The grey-clothed elder nodded and said, "Understood. I'll make the arrangements immediately."

"Mr. Wright!"

Just then, Blade burst in from outside. He knelt before Tim and asked, "Mr. Wright, when will you avenge Master Osborn?"

Tim looked at Blade with a hint of impatience on his face. These past few days, Blade had been clamoring to avenge Osborn. With instability in Nacehope City, Tim had no time to think about revenge for Osborn.

Tim said calmly, "Blade, there's no need to rush. Avenging takes time. Stay in Nacehope City for a while. I promise I will avenge him in due course."

"But..." Blade tried to say something more.

Tim had already turned and walked towards the depths of the villa. Watching Tim's departing figure, Blade wore a helpless expression. These days, he had wanted Tim to avenge Osborn, but Tim remained indifferent. It seemed he would have to take matters into his own hands. However, the thought of Vincent's terrifying power left Blade feeling hopeless.

The grey-clothed elder glanced at Blade disdainfully and said, "Blade, Mr. Wirght is gone. What are you still doing here? Just leave now!"

Blade stood up, turned around, and left reluctantly.

The grey-clothed elder watched Blade's retreating figure, snorted lightly, and then disappeared on the spot.

***

Outside the Azure.

"Damn it! He scolds me the moment he sees me, like scolding a dog. Even when I've been beaten up this time, he still scolds me. Is he even my real father?" Tyler's mood soured as he thought about how Tim didn't help him seek revenge yet instead berated him.

At that moment, Tyler spotted Blade walking out from the villa. He vaguely remembered Blade as the personal bodyguard of Osborn, who was a close ally of his father's. But recently, Blade had come seeking vengeance for Osborn's death, evidently hitting a wall with Tyler's father.

"Hey, come over here!" Tyler shouted at Blade.

Upon hearing Tyler's call, Blade approached respectfully and asked, "Young Master Tyler, how may I assist you?"

When you're under someone's roof, you've gotta play by their rules. With Blade seeking favor from the Azure, he naturally dared not show disrespect to Tyler.

Tyler looked at Blade and asked with a smile, "Blade, I heard you're the most powerful professional assassin in Z City, practicing an ancient art of assassination. Is that true?"

Blade nodded and said, "Yes!" He was somewhat puzzled by Tyler's sudden question. After all, they had no prior connection or dealings.

"Hahaha!" Tyler laughed, draping his arm around Blade's shoulder. "We're like-minded souls. Come, I'll treat you to drinks tonight!"

At Palace of Pleasures.

It was Nacehope City's finest entertainment venue.

Inside a luxurious private room at the Palace of Pleasures, besides Tyler and Blade, there was a young man named Oswald Marcellus. He was the scion of the Marcellus family, one of the Big Four Corporations.

Oswald looked at Tyler's swollen face in surprise. "Tyler, what happened to your face?"

Tyler took a sip of his drink, looking gloomy. "Don't mention it. I got slapped three times today."

"What?" Oswald asked, shocked. "Who in Nacehope City dares to slap the esteemed young master of the Azure?"

In Nacehope City, Tyler was a tyrant. Even Oswald, as one of Nacehope City's top rich second generation, didn't dare to act rashly in front of Tyler. Now, someone dared to slap Tyler's face—it was truly big news!

Blade, standing nearby, was also taken aback. He hadn't expected anyone to dare lay hands on Tyler. It seemed Tyler didn't call him here just for a drink!

Tyler's face turned livid. "Speaking of this, it really pisses me off. Today, I was planning to get that b***h Crystal into my bed. But out of nowhere, a few people showed up, not only beat my men but also dared to lay hands on me. They're asking for death!"

Crystal was the reigning female pop star. Oswald naturally understood Tyler's interests in those beautiful pop stars.

"Tyler, who were these people?" Oswald inquired.

"I don't know! They seemed unfamiliar, probably not locals. If they were locals, they wouldn't dare disrespect me!" Tyler asserted confidently. Judging by their accents, Vincent and his men were not from Nacehope. They must be outsiders who didn't know his reputation. Daring to lay hands on him—they were truly seeking death!

Oswald asked curiously, "So, are you just going to let this slide?"

Tyler, filled with anger, replied, "I originally planned to seek help from my father when I got home, but instead, I got scolded as soon as I arrived. Feeling frustrated, I came over here to have a drink with you."

"Well," Oswald chuckled lightly, "It seems you want me to avenge you?"

"You read my mind!" Tyler affirmed. "Oswald, given our brotherly relationship, this shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Patting his chest, Oswald assured, "Rest assured; your issue is also mine. Let me call in a few experts right away to avenge you!"

"Hahaha, much appreciated! Let me toast you for that!" Tyler laughed heartily and raised his glass to Oswald, who reciprocated the gesture.

After finishing their drinks, Tyler turned to Blade and said, "Oswald, meet Blade; he's a fighting ace and assist me this time."