Jason only wanted Levi to see Warren again because he was hoping that Warren could convince Levi to submit to the Garrisons.
He did not want his friend’s wedding to turn into a funeral.
I know that the Garrisons will spare Levi if he kneels before them.
Levi knew what Jason’s intention was, but he saw no need to bow to the Garrisons.
I’ll destroy anyone who dares to stir up trouble at my wedding!
With Jason’s help, Levi was finally reunited with Warren.
His friend had settled down and even had himself a daughter. He was living a good life.
When Warren heard that Levi was getting married again, he was more than happy to be part of the celebration as he wanted to make up for his past regret.
Three days before his wedding, Levi finally got everyone important to him to accept his invitation.
Meanwhile, at the Oakland City Airport, a private plane took off with dozens of other planes escorting it.
On the ground was a convoy made up of hundreds of vehicles on their way to North Hampton.
As heir to the most powerful ancient family in Erudia, such an occurrence was normal to Damien.
He was always surrounded by tens of thousands of men to make sure that he was safe.
Even though the movement was extremely large-scale, no one knew about it because the Garrisons were powerful enough to control the flow of information.
On top of that, the Garrisons’ allies arrived in North Hampton early to pave the way for Damien, for they had to ensure that nothing would go wrong.
“Levi, you’ll realize just how insignificant you are when you meet me,” whispered Damien to himself on the plane.
Glancing out of the window, Damien wondered if there was anyone in Erudia who could outmatch him.
There’s only one person, the God of War.
All Damien could ever do was keep up with the God of War because the man’s achievements were far too great.
One of his achievements was beating the elites of the Eighteen-Nation Alliance with only his iron fists and quelling the alliance.
He was certainly the only person who had ever achieved such a feat, and it was enough to make Damien feel hopeless in his pursuit to match the God of War.
I guess that being number two isn’t that bad.
“Perhaps the God of War views me in the manner that I view Levi,” muttered Damien to himself.
“No, that’s not right. The bastard’s not even worthy of being compared to me!” shouted Damien suddenly.
“I wouldn’t be so sure if I were you,” chuckled Dexter, who was tied to his seat.
“Huh?”
Damien was stunned. “What did you say?”
“Given the same resources and advantages, Levi might just be better than you. Look at what he’s achieved growing up on the streets. If he had the same upbringing as you, it’s not hard to imagine that he could do a whole lot better.”
Dexter’s words were like knives to Damien’s heart.
Furious, the man stared at the butler in utter disbelief. “Did you just say that Levi is better than me?”
“That’s right. If he had grown up in the same environment that you had, I believe that he would’ve been a lot more powerful than you are.” Dexter cackled.
“You think that he’s more powerful than me?”
Raw anger shot through Damien.
“Say that Levi can’t compare to me! Say it! Say it now!”
Damien grabbed Dexter by the throat and forced the butler to say the words.
“Master Levi is stronger than you!” Dexter cackled again as he stared at his perpetrator.
