An Understated Dominance

The Treasure Pavilion was located in the very heart of the Inner City. It sold only rare and valuable items --- miraculous pills, enchanted weapons, and secret manuals of powerful techniques. Ordinarily, only nobles and renowned martial experts frequented the Treasure Pavilion, as ordinary people couldn’t afford even to step through its doors. At this moment, inside the Treasure Pavilion --- An elderly man with silvery white hair reclined on a lounge chair, listening to a traditional opera. In his hand, he held a small teapot, occasionally taking a sip from the spout, appearing perfectly at ease. Suddenly --- screech! A luxury car abruptly braked at the entrance, its tires dragging loudly against the ground, leaving behind several long skid marks. Before the vehicle had even come to a full stop, Li Guanglong had already leaped out. “Call your shopkeeper out! I have urgent matters to discuss with him!” Li Guanglong stormed into the Treasure Pavilion, his tone comman...

After receiving the order, Wan Zhong immediately began rallying the troops to prepare for the rescue operation at the residence. Li Guanglong had no time for further small talk and stormed out with fierce determination. “Your Highness, wait!” Just then, Lord Eugene Montgomery called out. “Uncle Eugene, something urgent has happened at the manor --- whatever it is, it can wait!” Li Guanglong was clearly agitated. Whoever dared to run rampant in his home would have to pay with blood. “Your Highness, remain calm --- lest you fall into a trap,” Lord Eugene Montgomery raised his voice. “A trap?” Li Guanglong frowned. “What do you mean by that, Uncle Eugene?” “You have no enmity with the Pantheon of the Gods, so why would they send their God King to cause havoc in your residence? Don’t you find it suspicious?” Lord Eugene Montgomery said calmly. “Once I capture Zeus, I’ll know the truth soon enough!” Li Guanglong gritted his teeth. “Your Highness, I must remind you --- ac...

At dusk, within the Prince Montgomery's palace. Li Guanglong and Lord Eugene Montgomery were engaged in a game of strategy over a sand table, locked in a fierce and brilliant contest. Standing quietly beside them was Mark Montgomery, observing the game in silence. After a while, the winner was decided. Lord Eugene Montgomery inserted a white flag into the sand table, signaling his surrender. “Your Highness truly is a military genius. Your use of strategy is as elusive as gods and demons --- impossible to predict or defend against. I’ve always considered myself rather shrewd, yet today, I am clearly outmatched.” Lord Eugene Montgomery shook his head with a smile and casually took the white hand towel offered by a maid to carefully wipe his fingers. “You flatter me, Uncle Eugene. It was just a lucky move on my part.” Li Guanglong responded humbly. Although he was a prince, he did not dare to act haughty before Lord Eugene Montgomery. This man before him was his biggest ...

The Next Day, Noon God-King Zeus and God-Queen Hera were in the middle of a game of international chess. Suddenly, a middle-aged man rushed in quickly and bowed deeply: “Lord Zeus! Lady Hera! We’ve found the whereabouts of Logan Rhys!” At these words, both Zeus and Hera looked up at the same time. “Oh? There’s news? Where is he?” Zeus spoke first. “In the Drunken Immortal Tavern in the city center. It’s a property under our Temple of the Gods. This morning, two mysterious groups of people showed up there. During their conversations, they mentioned the name Logan Rhys. And according to what they said, it seems Logan Rhys is currently recuperating in the secret chamber of an important figure,” the middle-aged man reported. “Recuperating?” Zeus and Hera exchanged glances and nodded. After that battle with Poseidon, even though he had won, he must have sustained serious injuries. No wonder there had been no trace of him lately --- so he was hiding and healing. “Do you know ...

The autumn night’s moonlight was shrouded by thick clouds. Back at his residence, Li Juntang began to quietly ponder how to pass the hot potatoes—Zeus and Hera --- onto the Second Prince, Li Guanglong. The reason he chose to direct the trouble toward Li Guanglong rather than Li Wenxing was because Li Guanglong held the most extensive power base. Coming from a military background, he had numerous powerful subordinates under his command, making him the ideal candidate to deal with the two gods of the Pantheon. Ideally, he wanted both sides to suffer heavy losses so he could reap the benefits as a bystander. “Someone come!” After a long period of contemplation, Li Juntang suddenly stood and called out in a low voice, “Summon Minister Lin, Vice Minister Zhou, and Deputy General Chen. We meet in the study in half an hour.” “At once!” The guard at the door responded and quickly left. An hour later, the summoned men arrived one after another. These were his most trusted aide...

“Find a scapegoat?” Li Juntang froze for a moment, not quite understanding. “I beg you, Mother, please elaborate.” “It’s simple. Hand over one of your powerful enemies --- those you can’t handle yourself --- to the God Kings of the Pantheon. Let them do the dirty work,” said Consort Spanner, the corners of her lips curling slightly. “For example, one of your two royal brothers, or any other major thorn in your side.” Li Juntang’s eyes lit up instantly. “Brilliant! Mother, your words are like a divine revelation!” Just moments ago, he had been consumed with panic and failed to see this possibility. The arrival of the Pantheon’s God Kings was not only a threat --- it was also an opportunity. If used wisely, their divine power could be the sword that eliminates his enemies. This way, not only would he resolve the immediate crisis, but he could also avoid offending the West Lucozia Prince’s household, and even use this borrowed knife to pave his own path to power. This wasn’t...

Wu Yong stumbled into Li Juntang Hall’s courtyard, drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through, and a lingering expression of terror still etched on his face. Inside, Li Juntang was seated at his desk, lost in thought under the dim light of a solitary lamp. At the sound of hurried footsteps, his brow furrowed, and he looked up to see who had come. “Your… Your Highness! Something terrible has happened!” Wu Yong burst through the door in a panic, completely disregarding any form of etiquette. “What is it?” Li Juntang frowned, his expression turning displeased. The estate was so large that the earlier sound of the door being broken down hadn’t even alarmed him. “Your Highness, just now, the Pantheon’s God-Kings --- Zeus and Hera --- suddenly stormed in and attacked us! General Zhang He tried to stop them, but Zeus merely raised his hand and summoned a bolt of lightning. General Zhang… General Zhang was killed instantly!” Wu Yong forced himself to push down his fear and quick...