Chapter 908 Blood Feud That Could Never Be Forgotten

Robin stood still, engrossed in the message he had just received from the Dark Web.

For two decades, Old Fred had been quietly investigating the massacre at Dragon Manor, but all his efforts had amounted to nothing.

It wasn't that Sophie's intelligence network lacked resources; the problem was that the culprits had effectively erased all traces of their involvement, disappearing without a trace.

Months earlier, the influential figures of the World of Darkness, who had remained in the shadows for over 20 years, mysteriously gathered at Dragon Ridge Valley in Harmonfield, Draconia. What was the cause of this unusual event? Who was orchestrating it from behind the scenes, stirring up such a storm?

The Qacalisle Summit, which only occurred once every 20 years, was rapidly approaching. The Dark Night Alliance, the Northern Star Sect, and many other unfamiliar sect members from the World of Darkness had already begun infiltrating the area. What could their real motives be?

Based on the previous two Qacalisle Summit Meetings, it seemed likely they were after something related to the Thalrex Order. What was it about this Order that was drawing their attention so strongly?

Robin still couldn't piece together the full picture.

When Young Lord Dragon participated in a secretive meeting hosted by the Thalrex Order all those years back, strange and unsettling events started to unfold after his return to the country.

Could these occurrences be linked in some way?

At this moment, Robin had no clear answers.

As he thought back over the events, it became clear to him that, for the last 20 years, Old Fred had been tirelessly searching for the true person responsible for the devastating tragedy at Dragon Manor, but sadly, there had been no progress. Annie's recent appearance on Qacalisle Island, tracking the Northern Star Sect disciples, indicated that Old Fred had likely uncovered a major lead.

Sophie, too, had sent someone to follow the Northern Star Sect, suspecting they held crucial surveillance footage from the Dragon Manor massacre that had gone missing.

Annie, a new recruit from the Dark Web who was still recovering from grave injuries, was the perfect choice for this mission, as her presence would not attract too much attention.

If they could recover the lost surveillance equipment and extract the footage, the truth about the massacre would likely come to light.

A cold, determined smile curled on Robin's lips as his eyes blazed with an unquenchable thirst for vengeance.

After dismantling the Dark Night Alliance, triumphing in the international military martial tournament, and infiltrating the Thalrex Order's elite circle, his next targets were clear: the Rivers family and the Northern Star Sect!

Whether or not Annie succeeded in retrieving the footage, Robin was ready to challenge them in front of the world. He would expose and destroy both the treacherous family and the sect, making sure the entire world witnessed their downfall. This was blood feud that could never be forgotten or forgiven.

The next morning, at 8:00 AM, Duskhaven's sky was painted with vibrant hues as the sun rose high.

The receptionist at the front desk, who had been waiting anxiously all morning, had made a special effort to look her best today.

As Robin stepped out of the elevator and into the hotel lobby, the sunlight caught his figure, drawing the receptionist's attention. Her eyes sparkled with admiration as she silently observed his every move.

A soft smile spread across her face, her heart swelling with a quiet sense of joy. Sometimes, happiness was simply enjoying a moment from afar.

She basked in the joy of the moment, her thoughts filled with fantasies and daydreams, as she felt a sense of bliss that only the simplest pleasures could bring.

With the morning sunlight streaming around him, Robin strode out of the hotel lobby.

"Stop right there!" A sharp voice cut through the air from behind him.

The receptionist, still lost in her thoughts, jumped at the unexpected interruption.

Having been captivated by Robin's presence, she turned in surprise as Trix stormed out of the elevator, her heels clicking loudly on the marble floor. The receptionist's smile vanished, replaced by a look of frustration.

This woman is unbearable.

What had been a beautiful moment is now ruined by her intrusion.

How dare she speak to my dream man that way!

"Stop right there! Didn't you hear me?" Trix shouted, seeing Robin ignore her.

The receptionist quickly moved forward, her voice calm yet firm. "Miss, this is a high-end establishment. Please lower your voice to avoid disturbing the other guests."

"I'm not in the mood! Get out of my way!" Trix snapped, brushing past the receptionist.

Zayden quickly intervened. "Trix, watch your tone."

He turned to the receptionist, offering an apologetic bow. "Sorry, she's ... she's going through menopause."

The receptionist paused, eyeing Trix with a long, calculating look. "At your age, you're already dealing with menopause?"

"Get lost! You're the one who's menopausal!" Trix shot back, glaring at Zayden. "I'm in my prime!"

With an exaggerated huff, Trix shook Zayden off and stormed toward Robin. "Stop right there!"

Anton, who had just reached the door, froze in shock at the sudden shout.

"What's with the yelling this early?" he muttered under his breath, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Move out of my way!" Trix didn't even spare Anton a glance, yelling at him without hesitation. D*mn it!

Zayden stood there, speechless, wondering what had gotten into Trix today. She seemed completely unhinged.

"Trix, what's going on with you?" Anton asked, stepping in front of her.

"Oh, it's you... Mr. Mickton." Trix finally realized who it was. "I was talking about him...

She then turned back to Robin. "Stop! Why are you running away? I still have things to say!"noveldrama

Anton quickly called out, "Trix, what are you doing? How dare you treat Mr. Ramsey like that!"

"Mr. Mickton, didn't you see what happened yesterday?" Trix's voice was filled with anger. "He ran off in front of everyone!"

Anton's expression darkened. "Trix, watch your words! Do you even know who you're talking to? If you keep causing trouble, you can leave right now!"

Realizing her outburst was over the top, Trix took a deep breath and swallowed the words that nearly escaped her.

At that moment, Jethro appeared, only to be blocked by Jackson in the lobby.

"General Quintana, I've already reported my concerns to the Foreign Affairs Department.

"Robin should not be allowed to attend today's international conference."

Jethro scoffed coldly. "Jackson, you're overestimating yourself. You and I have no say in this!

"Do you know what you've done? You've ruined your future!"

Jackson, çonfused, looked at

Robin's retreating figure. "General Quintana, I don't understand. Who is

this Robin, and why are you defending him so fiercely?

"What is your connection to him, or to some influential figures back home?

"His actions yesterday severely damaged our image "

"Enough!" Jethro cut him off sharply. "As for whether our image was damaged, that's not for you or me to decide.

"Moreover with your rank, and even

my rank, including my father, Lord Quintana's rank, none of us has the authority to revoke his invitation to the international skills competition summit!"

Jackson stood in stunned silence.

"What?" he scoffed, his disbelief palpable.

Jethro sneered. "You think you're so clever, huh?

"Mr. Pryce, don't you know?

"Those who refuse to acknowledge their own faults are the ones who will bring shame upon themselves!"