King's Awakening

Chapter 12: Chapter 12 The Power of the Sabir Family!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Not long after White Mitchell drove Atlas away, in the Sabir Family Old Mansion, a middle-aged man sat sturdily in the main seat in the hall, his eyes filled with a cold glint, continuously flickering.

“How is it, has everything been thoroughly investigated? Has there been any news from the people we sent out?”

This man was Kingston, the absolute king of River North.

It was rumored that Kingston’s father was a native of River North, but he himself, did not grow up in River North.

It was only when he was thirty years old that he returned to River North.

However, in just a short span of ten years, he rapidly rose to power, unstoppable.

No one would have thought that a foreigner could one day pose a threat to Vincent Mill, the King of River North.

But as proven, Kingston was far from ordinary, he was a thoroughgoing hero!

By the time everyone realized his ambitious intentions, it was already too late – no one at that point could obstruct his path to domination.

Even the once King of River North, Vincent Mill, was likewise unable to do so.

He couldn’t do it before, and he certainly couldn’t do it now!

The present Kingston, was the unquestionable King of River North, a mere stamp of his foot would cause River North to quiver with tremors.

“Reporting to the Family Head, we have received information. This person is called White Mitchell, the adopted son of the Jones Family. He was imprisoned five years ago for committing a crime, and was only recently released.” Boom! Ne/w novel chapt𝒆rs are published on no/vel(/b)in(.)co/m

The aura of Kingston suddenly erupted outwards, causing everyone present to involuntarily shiver.

“A mere ex-convict dares to challenge the Sabir family? We must teach him a lesson!”

“Our Sabir family has been too quiet for too long, some people in River North might have forgotten our existence!”

“Family Head, it’s time to remind the people of River North that this place still belongs to us, the Sabir family!”

Different degrees of ruthlessness could be seen on the faces of the Sabir family members.

“Call Jun Hong, I will talk to him personally.” Kingston spoke and everyone shut their mouths.

Before long, the call was made and White Mitchell glanced at it, knowing it was for him.

“I am Kingston, you must be the ex-convict White Mitchell. Talk about your conditions, are you asking for money or begging for your life?”

Kingston was straight to the point which showed his style of doing things.

Decisive!

Ruthless!

Lethal!

“In three days, bring a coffin to pick up Diego’s body!” White Mitchell responded directly. Silence lingered at the other end of the phone for a moment before Kingston spoke again.

“Young man, you are the first person who dares to talk to me like this, I respect you as a real man!”

“Three days, I can’t wait. I will give you one night to prepare, I hope you can withstand the wrath of the Sabir family when the time comes!”

After Kingston finished this sentence, he hung up.

“Superior, do you need me to…”

A wicked gaze flashed in Kylin’s eyes. Before coming, he had inquired about Kingston’s deeds, deserving of death ten times over.

White Mitchell shook his head and glanced at Diego who was lying on the ground: “No need, if he wants to prematurely collect his son’s corpse, then I will oblige him.”

Kylin nodded his head. Shortly after, from the four directions of east, west, south and north, powerful auras emerged one after another.

“Azure Dragon reporting!” “White Tiger reporting! ” “Vermilion Bird reporting!” “Black Turtle reporting!”

“Greetings Superior!”

Not long after Azure Dragon and the others appeared, another group appeared in the South Lake Villa District.

They were not many, just four in number.

The one leading exuded an extraordinary poise, each word and action permeating a trace of scholarly elegance. He seemed to be a businessman.

Behind him followed three old men who moved with the power and agility of a dragon or a tiger. Their eyes sparkled with a vibrant vitality, revealing that they were skilled martial artists.

The men who had arrived were led by the former King of River North, Vincent Mill!

Vincent learned from Beryl Mill about the incidents involving White Mitchell. With his years of experience in judging a person’s character, he could see that White Mitchell was exceptional.

Although he only brought three people with him, this was the full strength of the Mill family.

The guard Kylin who was guarding outside came in to report: “Superior, Vincent Mill from the Mill family of River North has arrived, he is waiting outside.”

In the Sabir family’s old mansion, after ending the phone call, Kingston’s narrowed eyes, filled with murderous intent, made him seem like a tiger springing down from a mountain.

“Send people to invite the few venerates. Tell them that my Sabir family wants to paint River North red tomorrow! ”

Upon hearing these words, everyone in the Sabir family was shocked.

They never expected that Kingston would summon the venerates of the Sabir family to deal with a fellow prison inmate.

These venerates were not to be underestimated as they were elite Ancient Martial Strongmen hired by the Sabir family at a hefty price!

Each one of them was a true peak martial artist!

They were by no means in the same league as ordinary martial artists.

They were all well aware of the immense strength of peak martial artists. After all, Kingston himself was a peak martial artist!

If that weren’t the case, Kingston wouldn’t have risen to power so quickly, nor would he have made Vincent Mill tread cautiously around him.

A peak martial artist!

Claiming they could take on dozens of opponents single-handedly wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

Rumor had it that in the War Department, there were even beings who transcended peak martial artists who were known as the War King, the War God, and the Army Master!

However, these were the titans of the War Department where anyone with the strength of a War God or War King would undoubtedly be a commander. Among ordinary people, a peak martial artist was virtually invincible!

No power dared to belittle or offend a peak martial artist.

The price to be paid was simply too high.

Take Vincent Mill for example, his reason for not daring to take action against the Sabir family was nothing more than fear of Kingston’s retaliation.

Getting rid of ordinary people might not be difficult, but getting rid of a peak martial artist is as difficult as reaching for the moon!

At present, Kingston summoned all of the peak martial artists who served as venerates in the Sabir family. It was clear that he was determined to utilize White Mitchell to assert his dominance.

Everyone in the Sabir family soon understood Kingston’s intention and started preparations hastily.

On this particular day, every faction under the Sabir family was convening at the Sabir family’s old mansion.

The streets grew quieter, and in the dark, no one dared to assert dominance or instigate bloodshed.

All of River North fell into a rare calm, but a storm was brewing.

The next day, as dawn broke, it drizzled in River North in the month of September. The sparse rain was akin to a flurry of willow catkins.

In front of the Sabir family’s old mansion, a crowd of over a thousand people had gathered.

Heading them was Kingston, followed by four vigorous old men.

Surely, these four men were the venerates Kingston had summoned. Despite their old age, they were indeed peak martial artists!

“Did you notify the Patrol?” Kingston asked.

He didn’t expect the Patrol to stay out of it. For a matter of this size, they were bound to intervene.

What he wanted was for the Patrol to not intervene too quickly, at least not until he was done with White Mitchell.

“We couldn’t get through to the Patrol, none of them are answering.” Atlas said, puzzled.

“Forget it, the Sabir family is making such a big commotion, they should be aware ot it. Since we can’t reach them, don’t try to call them again.” Then, Kingston looked at everyone, raised his arm, and shouted, “Let’s go!” Over a thousand people immediately sprang into action.

In no time, a fleet of hundreds of cars was headed powerfully towards the

South Lake Villa District….