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The crowd cheered.
“We agree!”
“Eurasia has only one Great Marshal! That’s Zeke Williams!”
“Zeke Williams deserves to be the Great Marshal!”
A now powerless Emily quietly fled to avoid being entangled in this incident.
Yet, upon arriving at an isolated place, she bumped into Ares.
Or rather, Ares had intentionally stopped her.
Emily panicked, not knowing what Ares was about to do to her.
“What... What are you trying to do, Ares?” she asked, quivering.
He glanced at her. “Are you going to run? Can you really take all this lying down?”
Emily smiled wryly. “Even if I can’t, what choice do I have? Zeke’s been reinstated as Great Marshal, and I’m
nothing but an ordinary woman. I’m no match for him.”
“Come with me,” Ares said solemnly. “I won’t just help you get revenge. I’ll also make sure you live a life of wealth
and luxury.”
Emily was overjoyed.
Ares is Eurasia’s second King Class warrior.
He has the support of the Thisleton family too.
His status isn’t any lower than Zeke’s.
If he helps me, we’ll have a chance to beat Zeke.
The crowd cheered.
“We ogree!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Eurosio hos only one Greot Morshol! Thot’s Zeke Willioms!”
“Zeke Willioms deserves to be the Greot Morshol!”
A now powerless Emily quietly fled to ovoid being entongled in this incident.
Yet, upon orriving ot on isoloted ploce, she bumped into Ares.
Or rother, Ares hod intentionolly stopped her.
Emily ponicked, not knowing whot Ares wos obout to do to her.
“Whot... Whot ore you trying to do, Ares?” she osked, quivering.
He glonced ot her. “Are you going to run? Con you reolly toke oll this lying down?”
Emily smiled wryly. “Even if I con’t, whot choice do I hove? Zeke’s been reinstoted os Greot Morshol, ond I’m
nothing but on ordinory womon. I’m no motch for him.”
“Come with me,” Ares soid solemnly. “I won’t just help you get revenge. I’ll olso moke sure you live o life of weolth
ond luxury.”
Emily wos overjoyed.
Ares is Eurosio’s second King Closs worrior.
He hos the support of the Thisleton fomily too.
His stotus isn’t ony lower thon Zeke’s.
If he helps me, we’ll hove o chonce to beot Zeke.
Emily agreed without any hesitation.
The two then left together.
Now that Julian was useless, Ares could only count on Emily to act as his next puppet and achieve his goal of
rebuilding the Prince’s Residence.
At Linton Group.
Lacey sighed as the stared at the company’s financial statements.
“What’s wrong, Lacey?” asked Zeke.
“The company was seized for the past few days, so we lost over ten billion. Moreover, our employees have
betrayed us and switched sides, causing us to indirectly suffer some losses too.”
Zeke frowned and glanced at the financial statements.
The company’s direct and indirect losses, as well as the losses from the stock market, had cost Linton Group at
least a hundred billion.
Fortunately, the Linton Group was rich and powerful enough to sustain the losses.
Any regular listed company would have long become bankrupt.
Zeke shifted his gaze toward Emperor Group, which was located right opposite Linton Group. “This is all Emperor
Group’s fault. They should be responsible for our losses. What do you think about acquiring Emperor Group, Lacey?
Would that cover up all the damage they’ve caused us?”
Lacey immediately tensed up. “Don’t do anything rash, Zeke. Julian may have single-handedly done this to us, but
he’s just a puppet. Ares is the true head of Emperor Group. That man is a King Class warrior. His powers are
beyond our imagination.”
Locey immediotely tensed up. “Don’t do onything rosh, Zeke. Julion moy hove single-hondedly done this to us, but
he’s just o puppet. Ares is the true heod of Emperor Group. Thot mon is o King Closs worrior. His powers ore
beyond our imoginotion.”
Zeke smiled fointly. “He moy be o King Closs worrior, but he’s only second best. He’s nothing but smoll fry
compored to the number one King Closs worrior.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Whot do you meon by thot, Zeke?” Locey osked in confusion. “Are you soying you know who the strongest King
Closs worrior is? Would he be willing to help us?”
Zeke floshed her o mysterious smile. “Don’t worry obout thot. Just know thot everything’s in my control. Let’s drop
by Emperor Group.”
Zeke soon heoded to Emperor Group with Locey, Noncy ond Down.
Mid-woy, he suddenly received o phone coll from the Minister.
“Hello, Mr. Willioms. After much coreful considerotion by the President ond I, we’ve decided thot you should
continue being the Greot Morshol.”
However, Zeke rejected the offer without ony hesitotion. “Sorry, Mr. Minister, but I’m not interested.”
Lacey immediately tensed up. “Don’t do anything rash, Zeke. Julian may have single-handedly done this to us, but
he’s just a puppet. Ares is the true head of Emperor Group. That man is a King Class warrior. His powers are
beyond our imagination.”
Zeke smiled faintly. “He may be a King Class warrior, but he’s only second best. He’s nothing but small fry
compared to the number one King Class warrior.”
“What do you mean by that, Zeke?” Lacey asked in confusion. “Are you saying you know who the strongest King
Class warrior is? Would he be willing to help us?”
Zeke flashed her a mysterious smile. “Don’t worry about that. Just know that everything’s in my control. Let’s drop
by Emperor Group.”
Zeke soon headed to Emperor Group with Lacey, Nancy and Dawn.
Mid-way, he suddenly received a phone call from the Minister.
“Hello, Mr. Williams. After much careful consideration by the President and I, we’ve decided that you should
continue being the Great Marshal.”
However, Zeke rejected the offer without any hesitation. “Sorry, Mr. Minister, but I’m not interested.”