The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 292 “Drive Right In!”

Chapter 292 “Drive Right in!”

"Yes." Night Orchid nodded.

"They're quite impressive!" A chill emanated from Billy.

"Boss..." Night Orchid began with a hesitant tone. "According to your instructions, I verified that behind the Frazier family is indeed your family, the Stuart Clan!" Since there were no outsiders in the car, Night Orchid directly disclosed Billy's background.

That was right! Billy was indeed born into a hidden aristocratic family, the Stuart Clan.

Hidden aristocratic families and ancient martial sects were two powerful forces in Glavale, apart from the noble clans. Hidden aristocratic families might sound like ordinary families, but some top aristocratic families had comprehensive strength surpassing that of most sects. In fact, many sect leaders themselves came from aristocratic families. The Stuart Clan, part of hidden aristocratic families in Glavale, was among the top tier.

Billy's eyes narrowed slightly, and an uncontrollable air of killing intent surrounded him.

"Boss, what's our objective this time? Are we going to massacre the entire Frazier family?" Soul Chaser asked Billy, as if it were an inconsequential matter.

Stout choked on his own breath.

"Soul Chaser, can you tone down the bloodlust a bit? There are still people in the Frazier family whom boss intends to save!" Night Orchid scolded Soul Chaser, looking rather exasperated.

"I was just kidding!" Soul Chaser grinned.

While Billy and his group were en route, a piece of news began to circulate in the capital: the leader of SHADOW, accompanied by the five governors, had once again gathered in the capital.

This news created a buzz throughout the city. Everyone wondered what the king of the West was up to now. The Leonard Clan's issue had barely settled down, and yet Commander Gardner had returned to the capital, bringing along the Five Sharp Blades.

What major event had occurred this time?

Subsequently, everyone sent their people to inquire about the number of followers Billy had brought with him since the number would indicate the scale of the matter. The result was surprising to everyone - apart from Billy and his group, there was not a single follower.

What did this mean? Were they just visiting the capital for tourism?

Within the restricted area of the capital, in the Glavale War Department, Second Elder Donald was in his office, sipping tea on the sofa. He had returned to the capital not long ago after an outing.

Shortly, an elder, still dressed plainly, walked in with his hands behind his back, wearing a slightly unpleasant expression.

"What's wrong? Who annoyed you again?" Donald poured him a cup of tea. "Try this tea, I just brought it back. It has a great flavor."

"How's your matter going?" The elder picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"I wasted my time and effort," Donald had an expression as if he wanted to curse someone. "A bunch of stubborn old mules. Trying to get them to compromise is as difficult as ascending to the heavens!"

"Trying to solve a problem that has persisted for thousands of years in such a short time is unrealistic." The other elder said as he put down the teacup.

"But someone has to do it," Donald lit a cigarette and took a puff. "Those stubborn old farts wasted my time and energy!"

"Hehe, you're just complaining! Billy coming to the capital is strange?"

"He's the leader of SHADOW, coming to the capital for SHADOW's business is quite normal, isn't it?" Donald blew a series of smoke rings.

"Do you know how many people he brought?"

"Don't tell me he brought the entire Army of Bloodshadow and SHADOW's men?" Donald paused.

"Six."

"Hmm?" Donald was puzzled. "The fat guy from Secret Essences and the five others?"

"Yes," the elder nodded.

"Only the six of them?"

"No one else except them. Not even a single member from SHADOW in the capital made a move."

"Did they go to the Frazier family?" Donald asked.

"Yes."

"He's here for personal matters!" Donald picked up his teacup and took a sip, appearing lost in thought.

"Do you have any thoughts?" The elder nodded slightly and asked. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"What thoughts do you want me to have?" Donald casually replied. "He's come to the capital for personal matters, why bother interfering?"

"The Frazier family is different from the Leonard family. Many of their younger generation hold positions in various government offices. Aren't you worried that things might get too complicated?" The elder inquired.

"What's there to worry about?" Donald said with an indifferent expression. "Since he didn't bring any troops, it means he doesn't plan on making a big move. He knows what he's doing, you don't need to be overly concerned."

"I hope so." The elder said with a slight nod.

"In the past, if that old man hadn't received information and sent someone to Ozin in time, Billy wouldn't be here today!" Donald continued. "Estelle Stuart brought it upon herself, she has no one to blame."

"Hmm." The elder nodded again.

The Frazier family was located to the west of the capital, and their estate was even larger than that of the Leonard Clan. With vast grounds, tall walls, and a heavy red gate, everything about it emphasized the clan's status. The estate included mountains, water features, flowers, grass, and several unique buildings with intricate designs, exuding an ancient and elegant charm.

After about an hour, the commercial vehicle arrived at the guardhouse below the clan's archway. Similar to the Leonard estate, behind the archway was a tree-lined avenue leading directly to the main entrance of the estate.

"Who goes there? What's your business?" Four fully armed men stood at the guardhouse, with one of them loudly asking, "All visitors must disembark for registration before proceeding on foot!"

"Drive right in!" Billy said nonchalantly from inside the commercial vehicle.

"Alright!" Judge, who was in the driver's seat, responded with a grin. He then stepped on the gas pedal, and the commercial vehicle roared forward, heading straight for the estate's gate.

"Fuck!" the four armed men didn't expect them to break in and they quickly charged at their car.

The gate was directly knocked off its hinges and shattered into pieces. Without slowing down, the commercial vehicle continued racing toward the estate's main entrance.

"These people must be tired of living, daring to stir up trouble here!" Another man mumbled as he climbed to his feet. He quickly took out a walkie-talkie and called out, "Alert! Everyone, be on high alert! Someone breached the checkpoint, raise the roadblock!"

In no time, the commercial vehicle was about two hundred meters away from the main entrance, and six sturdy concrete barriers, each the thickness of a waist, rose from the ground. Furthermore, a hundred men armed with knives and sticks were stationed at the main entrance, all looking tense.