God of Tricksters

Meanwhile, in Russia, a bald old man was sitting on his wheelchair, looking at the big mansion up ahead. He wore warm clothes and seemed to not bother with anything else.

A middle-aged man in a black suit was accompanying him and said, "Sir, we have arrived."

"Okay. Let's go." The old man nodded tiredly before sighing. "Can't I just have a peaceful retirement life?"

The middle-aged man couldn't answer him. He could only push the wheelchair gently, making their way to the mansion.

The building itself was a two-story mansion. Its size was close to 70x70 feet. The old man squinted his eyes when he saw the building and said, "Our family is a ruler, but it doesn't change the fact that we're not the only ruler in this world. Back in my days, not a single younger generation dared to flaunt their pride to other kings, but the rule seems to have become loose after my retirement."

"Sir…" The middle-aged man gulped down as he took a step back.

"Do you think this is a normal incident? If that old hag didn't give me this information, by the time I died, the family might also perish. And now, I might die by fixing the mess of the younger generations." The old man shook his head helplessly.

"Sir, I will bring the young master here." The middle-aged man tried to appease the old man by dragging the culprit outside.

However, the old man didn't bother to wait as he raised his hand. "There's no need. I will be dragging him here."

The wind started to gather around him as the house suddenly burst out as if there were multiple explosions inside. Yet, unlike a normal explosion, the wind caught all the materials and raised them to the sky.

After that, they kept dismantling the house until it collapsed entirely. All the servants who were working inside were levitated in the air together with the other house materials.

Screams began to echo in the area as they didn't understand what was going on. However, they soon landed on the ground, not far away from the mansion with all that stuff.

The middle-aged man took a step back and frowned. He thought, 'He used his wind to dismantle the entire house while keeping the safety of all other equipment and staff… And this is a giant house with more than a thousand things to keep safe. No wonder he's called the Wind Emperor. If he wanted it, he could crush the entire mansion with a single wave of his hand…'

There was a single guy that was left behind after all this mess. He was none other than Zhilov.

"Gr—!" Zhilov recognized the old man and wanted to call him, but words stuck in his throat with a single glance of the old man. He fell on his knees and his body went limp.

The old man used his wind to bring him in front of him.

"Don't call me Grandfather anymore. I have no grandson like you." The old man snorted as he couldn't contain his anger anymore. After that, he glanced at the middle-aged man next to him and waved his hand.

The middle-aged man suddenly dropped to his knees and spat a mouthful of blood.

"Gah." He coughed a few times as his body went limp. He didn't understand what happened as he realized he was already on the ground. He thought, 'What? I reached Mythical Rank Expert last year and I couldn't even see what he did to my body?'

"Thanks to you, this family has become the laughing stock." The old man then glared at the middle-aged man. "If not because of you sending this trash to Italy, I wouldn't need to handle this.

"With the War God Family becoming his background and the Star Group looming in his shadow, we're almost making an all-out war with them. At the same time, more influences might get involved in this situation.

"If it's a war that he wants, I don't really mind giving it to him. Sadly, what he wants is this chaotic situation where he can fish in this troubled water. I'm sure that many big influences have seen what he can do… what a mere 18 years old brat can do.

"Normally, I would choose to eliminate the potential threat before he grows up, but this brat is already beyond the level where he can be assassinated easily. Instead of befriending a monster like him, you choose to antagonize him and direct his anger to our family.

"This 18 years old brat uses the Czar to show his power and make us a laughing stock. And what makes me mad right now is the fact that everything can be easily avoided just by not sending your sorry ass.

"What do you think will happen if I move to kill that child? He will simply unite the War God Family and the Star Group together to fight us. That old hag will also join hands with him to take this opportunity. Even if we can survive, do you think we can still raise our heads proudly?"

The old man's words kept going and piercing their hearts, knowing that Theo had almost checkmated them with a single move. And they let him do so just by moving a single, useless pawn.

"If they are the only ones moving, I can still stop them. But there is the Griffith Family… In fact, he can even pull more influences just by selling a bit of his future to them. Tell me, what can you do if five Leonardos are surrounding us?" The wind emperor gritted his teeth. "And now because of you, I need to mess with the Griffith Family… Just thinking about it makes me mad. I want to kill both of you right now, but killing is just a simple relief for both of you.

"You're hereby stripped of your positions and names and will go to the Deep Dark Room for the rest of your life. As for your crime, both of you have endangered the entire family. That's all." The old man decided to make them suffer for the rest of their lives.

He raised his head and sighed. "I guess this is a small price to pay to know there's a hidden monster inside the War God Family."

After those words, he knocked them out and brought them to where they were supposed to be without looking at their miserable expressions.