In the next few days, Grivon did as he was told. He first called his secret subordinates, his mother gave him and since Sam mentioned, he understood the difference between these people and the blue cloaks.


    At first, he only thought that these guys are just too uptight and doesn’t know how to be more flexible, and are a badpany. But now he understood how different they are.


    They always maintained the distance between themselves and Grivon and only followed his orders precisely and offered only when they were asked to or when they believed that they had more merit and Grivon is making a mistake with his orders and that too discreetly.


    They didn’t cut him in front of strangers and maintained the decorum that they are the subordinates and he is the boss.


    This made him see the contrast between them and the Blue Cloaks and he understood how wrong he was.


    As friendly as the Boss and the Subordinates are, there should be a clear distinction. The Subordinates should have self-awareness and should maintain their position as subordinates no matter how friendly the Boss is and should only take it as the Boss’ generosity.


    The Boss also needs to treat the subordinate as the subordinate and should have the self-awareness that as much as he was dependent on the subordinate but the dependence is not something to be taken advantage of.


    He called what remained of the Blue Cloaks with one of them injured and another dead and assembled a meeting.


    He didn’t even let them sit this time. He made them stand across the room while he alone sat. he didn’t pour them wine like before, he just drank it himself while he looked at them casually.


    One of them even wanted to take the wine after the young master was done pouring into his cup, but the subordinate on the senior subordinate on Grivon’s left stopped his hand and looked at him coldly.


    "That is young master’s wine, not something a subordinate can take it from his hands. Stand back and stay there."


    The Blue cloak was stunned, but Grivon just looked at him calmly without any change in his expression.


    The Blue cloak stepped back with a frown.


    Grivon looked at them and said.


    "I have made a mistake by giving you guys too much freedom, from now on, we would be maintaining the clear distinction on who is the boss and who is the subordinate.


    For the next two months, you guys will be going through a special training program and the two people that are standing behind me are the two trainers. They will receive orders from me and they will evaluate you. You are going to report to them and only when they dere that you passed, at the end of the two months, will you be able to get out and join the team once again.


    Otherwise, you would be going for the training of another two months and even if one of you didn’t pass, all of you would have to go back."


    "Training? Young Master Grivon, we are the best team you have. What kind of training can we possibly undergo again?"


    Grivon raised an eyebrow and looked at him coldly.


    The man to his left raised his hand and pped in the air, the wind pushed the blue cloak to the wall and held him there.


    "Did the young master ask you to speak? How dare you interrupt him?"


    The rest of the blue cloaks were stunned, but they didn’t dare make a move, because the other party has cultivation that is far beyond theirs and they would have their asses handed down if they went against them.


    So, they just stayed put, Grivon left behind the bracelets Sam have him before leaving the room.


    He then deactivated the outside space gate that leads to the stray realm. He assigned a specific team to create the tokens that would be used foring in from outside.


    They only have that one job, creating tokens for various ranges.


    After that was done, he once again came back to Sam after three days.


    In these three days, Samid off of his research and busied himself in the specific research so that they could kill the subordinates of other young masters just like how the old man used to do it.


    Of course, these kills wouldn’t be as covert as the old man did and it is almost impossible to do that, but at least they decided to n it as openly as possible.


    This is actually just a formation te, but for it to have a proper effect, the other party must be unconscious. With this limited time, this is the best Sam could do.


    But to assist with making the target unconscious, he helped the medicine research team to concoct the best anesthesia which would go well with this formation.


    Grivon took all of these things and employed some of his close subordinates to carry out the operation. So, for the next week, they killed a bunch of close subordinates of Grivon’s peers and some even belonged to the previous generation sessor candidates.


    After the week, they didn’t bother to kill anyone anymore.


    Now that this thing was done, Sam gave out the information regarding their next target.


    They are going to take a break regarding Sivan’s personal forces, because if they keep on targeting them continuously and they left any traces behind, Sivan would immediately manage to understand that Grivon is the one attacking him, and then Sam’s location would be found out.


    So, they decided to go after another bunch of organizations that are under the control of other young masters of that n.


    The information indeed came from Sivan’s memories but that doesn’t mean he is the only source, so even if Sivan is extremely pissed and suspicious, he couldn’t do anything about it.


    Grivon started nning for that and Sam gave some specific information regarding how to proceed, while he himself busied himself with another thing.


    Tightening themunicationwork of the subordinates with the Gaja n’s territory.


    It is inevitable to have a properwork and surveince which Grivon clearly doesn’t have and for this, Sam went as far as taking out a few inventions of his own surveince techniques. Of course, he didn’t take out the insect puppets and other high-grade inventions, rather he took the basic surveince system with stationary devices that are disguised into the surroundings.


    He gave the blueprints to the other departments within the stray realm and while they manufactured it, he went back to researching the simtor.


    While Sam is busy, Grivon started executing the n ording to his instructions. So, the very next day he went to meet another young master who he chose after long deliberation.


    This person is someone that Grivon didn’t have any particrly good rtionship with, because this guy does a lot of underhanded dirty tricks and even leaves the traces that indicate it is him that did it, but there would be no concrete proof and as soon as he pulled a stunt like that, he would go back to hide under his mother’s skirt.


    Not even his father, his mother who married into the Gaja n. Her mother was part of the organization that was on par with the Golem Sect with the leader being ate-stage cultivator of Astral ne Consummation and she has a tight grasp over it as her brother is the one leading it and essentially she raised her brother.


    She could have been the head of that organization, but she gave it up and married into Gaja n and within no time her husband who was not particrly bright rose in status with her help. She wrapped him around her finger perfectly and whatever she says goes.


    So, after their son was born, he now has a strong organization under him which does his dirty work and he uses them very often. In fact, one of Girvon’s businesses was taken over by him, while he was investigating Sam’s whereabouts and came searching for him in the Red Matter.


    If not for this sudden change of events due to the old man from the Blood Iron, they would have targeted this guy’s ce next.


    But now, they are targeting it in a very different way.


    "Long time no see, Grivon. How you are doing? I heard your restaurant chain was in deep losses a few days ago. A chain that spread over three realms, that has to sting a bit, right?"


    Grivon just smiled and didn’t humor this twisted idiot and changed the topic.


    "I have a proposition, Migron."


    "A proposition? What kind?"


    "A proposition regarding the Mari n. I have a tip regarding Mari n’s secret territories. They are under the control of one of the youngsters of the Mari n and they have very high-yielding mines under their control.


    I want to cooperate with you in taking over that ce. Are you interested?"