Chapter 59: The Capability of a Waste


    Young Master Sandoval squeezed his phone and squinted. There was a cold light in his eyes. “A waste


    like you dare want to take my life? You’re not even qualified to do that!” He spoke coldly with a cruel


    look. “Young master, that waste has been too arrogant.” One of his subordinates chimed in.


    Sandoval turned his head and looked through the window. He then rumbled. “Go find Eijiro Chiba and


    take him to me.” He was pulling a long face as he could not ept the fact that the n he had


    devised carefully was destroyed easily by Maxwell. His n was perfect yet it had failed. How could


    that happen? Having used to be all powerful in the capital city, he had never felt that disadvantageous


    like what he had experienced in the Ocean City before. It seemed that his fate had started to change


    ever since he met Greta and Maxwell from the matrilocal marriage. He was the god’s favored one who


    was born with a silver spoon in the capital city yet he had been humiliated without mercy in the Ocean


    City!


    Give someone an inch and they would take a mile. Sandoval’s look was as cold as ice and he could not


    bear letting Maxwell saying he wanted to take off his head at all.


    …


    It waste at night. A car slowly went to a halt at one of the ports in the Ocean City. Someone got down


    the car in a hurry and rushed towards a ferry at the port. It was Eijiro Chiba and he was like a drowned


    mouse, no longer had the arrogance he possessed when he first came to the Ocean City. He knew


    very well how big a trouble he had caused and he dared not to stay in Ocean City any longer. He had


    to hurry up and leave China as far as possible.


    China to him was solely an inferiornd gathered with a bunch of East Asia sick men and he would not


    have expected the birth of an ace on thisnd. He initially thought he would have a great time in China


    yet he never expected a fierce dragon had lurked there, and it was a super dragon that could make the


    sea shuddered and the dark realm toppled.


    Maxwell wanted him tomit suicide by cutting his belly, but how could he really give up his life? With


    Maxwell’s identity that horrifying, why couldn’t he hide away from him? As long as he left China and


    Japan as far as possible, and concealed his identity anywhere overseas, he would be able to survive.


    Eijiro suddenly slowed down when he saw a shadow appearing somewhere nearby. His eyes turned


    cold as the port had already closed in the evening and he had risked climbing the fence just to reach


    there. The moment he noticed theer, the hair all over his body uncontrobly bristled because his


    instinct told him theer was extremely dangerous. He was deeply shocked. There was already a


    fierce dragon lurking in China, how could there still be someone that powerful? When had China


    be that powerful?


    With a shaking heart, Eijiro unsheathed his de. He gritted his teeth and darted towards theer.


    His long de pierced through the air and an ear-piercing sound of the wind was heard. He showed up


    at the back of theer at the blink of an eye yet theer suddenly vanished from the ce he


    stood. Eijiro’s de came to nothing and he was shocked. His sword skill was beyond excellence and


    though he thought there was no need to bring his sword during this trip, he still brought his de. And


    since the sword and the de belonged to the same family, his skill when using the de was also


    outstanding.


    The speed he waved his de was too quick that it was impossible to dodge, unless theer had a


    far greater capability than his. Eijiro’s heart plummeted upon thinking that. He turned towards the


    appeared to have a really good rtionship with Maxwell too. The handsome young man was standing


    there calmly and smoking. The strong and unusual fragrance from the cigar lingered in the air and


    made Eijiro downhearted.


    “My boss made me keep an eye on you, and I never expect you would dareunch an attack.” The


    man lit up his lighter and the weak me brightened his charming feature. “Your boss, who is he?” Eijiro


    asked calmly. “Who do you think? My boss lets you cut your belly yet what are you doing here at the


    port?” The man spoke ndly with his expression growing gloomy eventually. The corner of his lips


    curved into a disdainful smile and he continued. “Do you really think you can get away with this?”


    With a roar, determination shed across Eijiro’s eyes and he waved his de with an intense urge to


    kill. “You’re looking for trouble!” The man leaned his body slightly to the side and with a cruel look, he


    smashed his palm straight into Eijiro’s chest. A thunderous bang was heard and as if being struck by


    lightning, Eijiro was repelled almost hundred steps away by the horrific force. He kept on coughing


    blood and there was only shock in his eyes.


    “Who on earth are you?” Eijiro asked reluctantly with a coarse voice. “You don’t have the right to know.”


    The man replied while blowing out a billow of smoke with a fierce look. “I’m here to execute the Dragon


    Lord’s order. Do it.” He continued coldly.


    Eijiro was trembling all over. He let out a sorrowful smile and was looking delirious. He had never


    expected he would meet his demise before even having the chance to showcase his talent. If he had


    known the true identity of the son inw of the Sandoval family earlier, he would promise not to take


    even one step into China and would forbid it all the time. No one could disobey the Dragon Lord’s


    order. He was too na?ve to think he could escape from the Dragon Lord’s punishment.


    Eijiro picked up the wakizashi, his ancestor’s dagger while trembling. He then stabbed it straight into


    his belly with despair. A trace of blood flowed down from the corner of his lips and the man walked


    towards him while saying. “My boss has also told me that he already knew you won’t cut your belly and


    would try to escape using the ferry, therefore he made mee here to wait for you on purpose. He


    has never forgotten the bloody massacre you Chiba family conducted during the turmoil in China, and


    he remembers the shadowy deeds you did towards China all these years at heart. The things you one


    sword style school of the imperial city owed us are too many to count…”


    The man’s words made Eijiro who was at the brink of his death widened his eyes. It turned out that the


    dragon did not want to let them off at all. Could it be he had nned all these way earlier? It seemed to


    be a trapid by him. “I thought he’s retired? Why…?” He struggled madly yet he was growing weaker


    and weaker due to excessive blood loss. “He is only the son inw of the Sandoval family at the


    moment. It was you Chiba Dojo whoe looking for trouble.” The man spoke calmly.


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    With his eyes widened, a cold light shed across Eijiro’s eyes and redness flooded before his eyes.


    He as the young heir of the Chiba Dojo had actually lost to China!


    …


    At the mansion of the Sandoval family, Maxwell only took a load off his mind and walked out of the


    bedroom when he saw Greta who was drunk was deeply asleep on the bed. Harriet was standing at


    the entrance along the corridor outside the room with an apprehensive look and she asked Maxwell


    about Greta’s condition the moment he came out.


    “She’s alright and is having a good sleep.” Maxwell answered honestly. “Shouldn’t we send the badly


    injured bodyguard to the hospital?” Harriet frowned and asked. “We can’t. Now that someone wants to


    kill us, it would be more dangerous if we go to the hospital,” Maxwell pondered for a while and said. “I’ll


    go get the best doctor in the city now,” Harriet said. She had to hold responsibility as the reason Le


    was badly injured was to protect Greta after all.


    “It’s alright now, I’ve done some emergency treatments for her, and those doctors might not evene


    if you ask them over,” Maxwell said ndly. In fact, Le at the moment did not need any doctor at all


    as he and his subordinate had already given her emergency treatment back in the car. What she


    needed was only a good rest.


    “No. You’re not a medical professional, how do you know how to treat?” Harriet gave him a re.


    Maxwell was still calm andposed because Harriet obviously did not know that even the leading


    experts in the western medical field overseas had to be all deferential in front of him. Countless leading


    experts, medical organizations and drugpanies had wanted to gain his favor by all means, and if


    Maxwell said his medical skill was not the top in the world, no one would dare say theirs was!


    “You have to trust my medical skills.” Maxwell shrugged and sighed. “Forget it.” Harriet rolled her eyes


    and headed to her own room. Until midnight and after Maxwell had finished the house chores, his


    phone rang abruptly as he headed towards his bedroom. He picked up the call and the young man’s


    voice was heard at the other end of the phone. “Boss, mission’s aplished. Chiba did try to escape


    through the port and he was killed by me.”


    “Those forces from the overseas are ready to cause troubles during these few months which I’ve


    disappeared. It’s time to give them a warning,” Maxwell said with an obscure and icy look. “Quite many


    of them who are targeting the Sandoval Group are coveting the development rights of the port and the


    airport. If both the port and the airport do fall into their hands…The Ocean City, and even China would


    probably go to chaos!” he said slowly.


    “Roger, I’ll do it now.” After hanging up the call, the man immediately made several international calls. A


    barrage of fireballs pierced through the air and shot towards the sky from a small unknown ind


    almost at the same time the man put down his phone. Those fireballs were actually intercontinental


    missiles that were only possessed by a minority ofrge powerful countries and leading forces. That


    kind of weapon was too horrifying because it could hit straight to other country from arge distance


    ahead and it was rarely used when two countries were at wars. No one could have imagined that a


    small unknown ind had actually stored thousands of the missiles and everyone from the overseas


    would be shocked if this news was spread out.


    The moment someone ced an order from China which was far away, countless intercontinental


    missiles wereunched from the ind and each of them was shot towards different directions at high


    speed. Those horrific missiles with great power had torn the atmosphere apart as they swirled through


    and not long after that, chaos was seen from the western world which had been in peace for quite a


    while.


    Those missiles had once again broken the silence and peace after the Dragon Lord’s retirement, and


    many powerful countries and forces had all received the news. The ck telephone on the office desk


    in the Oval Office of the White House rang and when the president who was busy with his work saw the


    mysterious telephone, his expression changed abruptly. That was because even the president had fear


    towards the identity that was represented by that ck telephone. He picked up the phone and a cold


    emotionless voice was heard at the other end. “Nothing has happened tonight, this is what you know


    who has said himself.”