George came early again today.

Since he'd already decided to be a loyal dog, he wouldn't allow anyone to do better than him.

As it stands, the biggest threat is that guy named Eugene.

This person was previously unknown in the Bolita Clan, but this time he suddenly emerged, uniting a bunch of the Bolita Clan's old ministers, wielding considerable influence.

He's probably a strong rival.

Sure enough, Eugene had already arrived, enthusiastically mingling with others.

It's said that all the wine for today's banquet was also provided by him.

This implied a message that he had already gained control of the Bolita Clan's private distillery.

Who knows about the Bolita Clan's docks...

With these thoughts in his mind, he put on a smile and walked toward Eugene.

Time pushed to about ten-thirty in the morning.

The castle was already filled with leaders of all sizes from Winster's underground forces, drinking and discussing recent business and situations.

Actually, everyone was somewhat absent-minded.

Because the highlight of today was undoubtedly Sandro's coronation.

Everyone was wondering when it would start.

At this moment, Sandro finally appeared.

Unlike his usual low-key image, his attire today could be described as luxurious.

A black and red suit, with a hint of iron and blood, and a golden thread down the middle, exuded a touch of nobility.

He wore a bright red bow tie today, further accentuating the charisma he usually kept in check.

As he walked step by step, no one dared to block his path, and they all made way.

The crowd split like the sea.

At that moment, even his least advantageous height seemed irrelevant, as people naturally looked up at him.

The banquet was held on the third floor of the castle.

The third floor housed a huge banquet hall, carpeted in red, and at the top of the hall sat a chair draped in black and gold cloth.

That was the throne of the King of the Underworld of Winster.

Sandro was walking step by step towards that throne.

The once noisy hall fell into a deep silence at that moment.

Everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the lion ascending to its peak.

Finally, he reached the high ground, standing before the chair.

He looked at everyone, raised his glass, and said: "Thank you all for coming. Today is an incredibly glorious day, and I am willing to share this glory with everyone here. May our power and glory be everlasting!"

"May our power and glory be everlasting!"

Everyone echoed.

Everyone also drank from their glasses.

After that, someone started shouting Sandro's name, and more people joined in the chant.

Everyone began to kneel on one knee, a pose of absolute loyalty.

Standing on the highest platform, Sandro's face seemed truly illuminated by a certain kind of glory.

Sandro's figure on stage seemed to be infinitely heightened.

Only after a long time did everyone stand up.

Sandro's coronation ceremony seemed to have ended just like that.

At this time, Eugene said, "Lord Sandro, may I present you with a gift!"

"Oh? What is it?" Sandro asked curiously.

"Please look outside the window."

Eugene pointed outside the window.

The curtains of the banquet hall could be drawn, revealing the vast Beihai through the huge French windows.

At the moment, a ship was slowly sailing towards the castle.

"It's my gift to you, a fireworks display. If you allow, please let me instruct them to begin." Eugene appeared increasingly obsequious.

"Go ahead." Sandro seemed very expectant.

George, on the other hand, felt somewhat resentful.

He hated his slow reaction, how he didn't come up with such a gift.

A gift in a box wouldn't make Sandro remember...

At the same time, he realized one thing, Eugene had already gained control of the Bolita Clan's dock power, otherwise how could he mobilize a ship?

Seeing Eugene gesture at the window, the ship began launching fireworks.

The dazzling fireworks blossomed over the sea, capturing everyone's attention.

It was indeed a grand enough gift, perfect for celebrating Sandro's coronation ceremony.

The fireworks even formed the shape of a crown in the sky.

Sandro couldn't help but gently applaud, and those present naturally dared not delay in responding, quickly following suit.

No one noticed that when the fireworks were over, the ship was speeding toward the castle.

It wasn't until it slammed into the castle's shore, assuming a sort of landing posture, that someone shouted in alarm.

"What is this ship trying to do?!"

George saw it too and was thrilled, shouting: "Eugene, what are you trying to do?!"

He thought Eugene would panic, but instead he turned to look at everyone and said, "As you can see, I'm rebelling, oh no, I'm seeking revenge for Young Master Ethan."

Upon hearing his words, everyone thought he was crazy.

Ethan was already dead, what revenge was he talking about?

With just this ship, with just him, what could he do?

But just as he finished speaking, gunfire erupted.

Inside the castle.

Inside the castle?

How is this possible?

But the fact was so, the gunfire intense, and that 'rat-a-tat-tat' sound was undoubtedly from Winster's typewriter.

Meanwhile, gunmen from the Bolita family, dressed in black trench coats, began to swarm from the ship, climbing ashore.

"Lord Sandro, I'll take care of this traitor for you!"

George immediately drew his gun to shoot Eugene.

But at that moment, he suddenly discovered the people around him, those leaders big and small, were all starting to fall.

Even he himself felt weak, with no strength in his limbs. This is...

"Oh, George, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me, because I put something in the wine you just drank." Eugene laughed sinisterly.

"You bastard, I will kill..." George exerted all his strength, still wanting to fire his gun.

But, a gunshot rang out preemptively.

The bullet pierced George's palm, causing the gun in his hand to fall to the ground.

"George, you better take a rest for a while. After I kill Sandro, we can have a long talk."

A familiar voice sounded from behind him, filling George with unimaginable terror.

Ethan?!

How is this possible?!

Wasn't he dead?

With great difficulty, he turned his head back and did see that familiar figure.

He only felt his vision go dark.

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