The Strongest War God

159 Great Kindness Should be Returned with a Bow

Out of the seven great families in Preston, the Sage family first gave way, then the Thomas family followed suit and gave way.

“Well, the position of the president depends on our own ability.” Braydon Neal laughed.

“The position of the president is also yours if it’s based on your ability!” Joseph Thomas spoke the truth.

However, the president of the Preston Chamber of Commerce was Younes Cross. He was highly respected and had helped the older generation of the seven great families.

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After the Preston Chamber of Commerce was established, he was pushed to the position of president by the leaders of the great families.

As for the representatives of the seven great families, they would take on the positions of permanent members in the Chamber of Commerce.

The Chamber of Commerce had around a hundred official members!

Each person would represent one vote.

As for the representatives of the seven great families, each of them would have ten votes.

Usually, when something big happened, they would vote. Of course, the president also had the right to decide.

However, the members of the Chamber of Commerce always prioritized their own interests.

Sometimes, voting did not work.

All the people from the seven great families had arrived.

A silver-haired old man wearing a handmade suit and holding a dragon-headed walking stick came to the venue with the help of a middle-aged man with glasses.

Along the way.

“President Cross!” Quite a number of people greeted him.

“President, how are you doing?”

“President, you have to take care of your health. Everyone is relying on you to lead them!”

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There were constant greetings and compliments.

The silver-haired old man was Younes Cross, and he said slowly, “I can’t. I’m old and should give the position to you young people. Back then, this position should have belonged to Graham, but he refused to accept it and insisted on pushing my old bones up into the spotlight. I’ve suffered for decades. Are the children of the Neal family here?”

“Uncle Younes, Louis Neal of the Neal family pays his respects to you!”

Louis came forward. His dignified seven-foot body actually knelt down in public to pay respects.

Liam Neal stepped forward and saluted, “Neal family’s fourth son pays his respects to you!”

“You are Liam? My child, I thought you had already…”

Younes was a little excited. He threw down his walking stick and caressed Liam’s face with his rough hands.

Younes Cross and Graham Neal were friends who had gone through life and death together.

The four sons of the Neal family had all grown up under the watch of the elderly!

Back then, the Neal family had undergone a huge change, and Younes was far away in the provincial capital.

Otherwise, on that rainy night, Louis definitely would not let Laura Quinn take little Braydon to the Quinn family for protection. Instead, he would have gone to Younes Cross!

As long as Laura and her son went over, the Cross family would protect them even if it meant risking their lives!

There was no need to doubt this!

Younes was far away in the provincial capital. After hearing about the Neal family’s internal strife, he had driven over in the rainy night.

That night, the rain was pouring heavily, and there was a car accident on the highway.

That time, Old Master Younes Cross’ eldest son almost died in a car accident. He had broken a leg, a comminuted fracture, and an infected wound, so he had to amputate it.

When Younes rushed back to Preston, he did not go to the Neal family. He did not see anyone from the Neal family, including Louis and his wife.

That day, the old man held a meeting at the Chamber of Commerce and gathered the elders of several other great families to put pressure on the Neal family together. The purpose was to protect the seven-year-old Braydon, as well as Louis and his wife!

Otherwise, did you really think that the Neal family at that time would let Louis and his wife off for no reason?

It was Old Master Younes who had used the Preston Chamber of Commerce to pressure the Neal family for three days.

If the Neal family were to go their own way and offend the entire Preston Chamber of Commerce, it would do no good to the Neal Corporation!

Therefore, this hindered Gerald Neal’s ruthless intentions.

And Louis Neal and Laura Quinn were able to keep their lives and not suffer the Neal family’s final fatal blow!

Even so, this couple had been monitored and suppressed for thirteen years under the Neal family’s eyes!

The seven-year-old Braydon had been saved by Grandma Sage on that rainy night.

The idea of sending him to the north was also from Old Master Younes.

Because the Neal family did not agree to let the seven-year-old little Braydon live and wanted to kill him.

Old Master Younes informed Old Madam Sage to send someone to escort little Braydon to the north.

It was beyond Gerald Neal’s reach!

The northern desert was eight thousand miles wide. If the Neal family wanted to go there and kill Braydon, it was simply a fool’s dream.

It was because of Old Master Younes’ constant negotiation, using all his energy, lowering himself, and owing a bunch of favors that he was able to protect Louis and Laura and save Braydon at that time!

However, very few people knew about this.

But Louis knew in his heart.

If no one protected him, he and his wife, Laura, would have died in the hands of Leonard Neal and the others as early as that night.

Therefore, Old Master Younes was worthy of this bow!

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Younes Cross slowly said, “It’s good that you’re alive. When I die, I’ll have the face to see Graham in the netherworld!”

Louis and Liam stood up and were very respectful to this old man.

But Younes looked at Braydon and asked in surprise, “Who is this young man?”

“Uncle Younes, this is Braydon. The Braydon you protected back then!” Louis said softly.

Younes nodded in surprise. “It’s been more than ten years! Braydon’s grown up! Great! The Neal family finally has a successor!”

Louis explained briefly to the old man at the side.

Braydon suddenly understood why Gerald Neal had let his parents live when he was in charge of the Neal family. It was because of this old man’s help.

Their entire family was indebted to this old man for saving their lives.

Braydon took a step back, spread his arms, bowed and said softly, “Braydon Neal thanks Grandpa Younes for saving my life. I should kneel to thank you, but I’m in charge of the northern territory and the Northern King. I can’t kneel in front of anyone!”

With Braydon’s character, he would not even bother to pay attention to a word from outsiders.

It was already rare for him to explain.

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The king of the northern territory had never done anything wrong in his life!

If Braydon knelt down to thank him, he would really be forcing Younes Cross to die.

When the north heard the news, they would definitely send out the Imperial Guards and wipe out everyone who attended the banquet tonight.

The Northern King could only sit on the peak of Mount Bliz, guarding the northern Territory for 8,000 miles and leading a million soldiers in black.

He was a monument!

The monument was a legend in the north, and no stain could be allowed to appear on it.

It was not an exaggeration; it was the truth!

Younes slowly said, “Protecting you is what an old man should do. Your grandfather and I have known each other for decades. When we were young and wandering together, your father wasn’t even born, let alone you!

“When your grandfather and I were young, everyone was poor. In the 1950s, no one had enough to eat. Your grandfather and I had one meal a day, and the two of us shared a piece of cake!

“The two of us carried carrying poles and sold daily necessities on the streets and alleys of Preston. Our days were much harder than it is now.

“I remember once my leg was bitten by a wild dog and a large piece of my flesh was torn off. It was Graham who carried me and ran more than twenty miles. In order to cure me, he pawned the jade pendant passed down by your Neal family!”

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As Younes brought up the past, he secretly wiped the corners of his eyes.

It was true that the older generation valued friendship.

Braydon listened quietly without any impatience.

When the old man had recovered, he leaned on his dragon-headed walking stick and said, “The position of the president back then should have belonged to Graham. Now that Graham is gone, this position should still belong to the Neal family. I announce that the next president is… Louis Neal!”