Chapter 26


    To make up for the shortfall, Reene visited all of the investmentpanies in Cleapolis from sunrise


    to sundown. However, none of them were willing to invest in herpany as they didn''t want to


    offend the Jacob Family.


    Herst resort was to return to the Wynn Family and seek her grandfather''s help.


    As Henrich Wynn sat on his armchair, a light flickered in his eyes. "It''s not impossible for me to


    temporarily get you through your difficulties... However, the funds withdrawn by the Jacob Family


    are not a small amount, and the Wynn Family can''t help you unconditionally, can we?


    His words clearly meant that Reene wasn''t part of the Wynn Family.


    Her gaze darkened. "Grandpa, you don''t have to make up for the shortfall all at once. You just have


    to invest a portion of funds for thepany to operate normally. I''m confident that we will be able to


    get through this! Neveah Department Store is a product of my hard work, and I will never let it go


    down. If you''re willing to help me get through this, I''m willing to pay the price!" Reene pleaded.


    "Hahaha! Since you''ve brought it up, I might consider it."


    He then looked over at rence and asked, "rence, do you have any thoughts about this?


    Please share them with us."


    "rk Corporation would be able to fund the money, but as a condition, you''ll have to transfer eighty


    percent of Neveah Department Store''s shares to me!" rence let out a sinister smile before


    continuing, "Moreover, you''ll have to let Alex be the chairman of thepany!"


    "Eighty percent of the shares..." Reene''s red lips trembled as she was caught in a dilemma.


    "Why? Are you not willing to do so? In that case, we shall wait for the demise of Neveah


    Department Store!" Alex scoffed.


    His words were like a sharp knife, stabbing right into her heart. She''d never let her hard work go


    down the drain!


    "Sure! I promise to give you eighty percent of the shares, as well as the position of chairman.


    However, I must participate in making important decisions for thepany!" Reene gritted her


    teeth.


    renceughed smugly, "Hahaha! That won''t be an issue. I''ll get someone to draft the transfer


    contract over the next few days, and we shall sign it at Neveah Department Store in three days!"


    Meanwhile, Kingsley had no idea about the difficulties that Reene was facing.


    Currently, he was on his way to the suburbs; after dinner, he had received a phone call from Gavin


    notifying him that Henrich was in Cleapolis.


    The Tanner Mansion was located in the suburbs, and it was designed with a vintage touch to it.


    In one of the rooms on the second floor of the mansion, Henrich was seen sitting on a luxurious


    cushion while ying chess. His second son, George Tanner, and his third daughter, Chermaine


    Tanner, were standing next to him.


    Even though Henrich was almost in his eighties, he was still full of energy like a sixty-year-old.


    After Gavin brought Kingsley into the room, he bowed respectfully. "Father, Kingsley is here."


    The next moment, one of the chess pieces dropped on the chess board.


    As Henrich slowly raised his head, he saw Kingsley standing upright by the door. "Are you the


    descendant of the Nicholson Family?" he asked.


    Henrich looked at him intently as if he was trying to figure him out.


    Kingsley greeted smilingly, "Mr. Tanner, it''s nice to finally meet you."


    Henrich raised his brows, recalling how frightened the juniors of the Tanner Family were when they


    first met him. In fact, they were so nervous that they would stutter. However, the young man


    standing in front of him didn''t show any trace of fear whatsoever.


    "ording to the Tanner Family''s house rules, juniors will have to greet Mr. Tanner by kneeling,"


    Gavin said in a small voice.


    "I''m not part of the Tanner Family," Kingsley replied calmly while smiling. How could they make the


    God of War kneel in front of them? After all, it might be too overwhelming for an old man reaching


    his eighties.


    When they heard those words, the Tanner siblings felt anxious since no one in their family had been


    so impudent toward Mr. Tanner. Not only that, no one in the Northern Underworld of Qusita dared


    not to kneel before him!


    As Gavin was about to reprimand Kingsley, Henrich raised his hand to stop Gavin. "That''s fine. You


    can sit down if you don''t want to kneel," he stated.


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    "Sure thing, old man." Kingsley sat down directly on the cushion. As he sat right in front of Henrich,


    the only thing between them was the chess board.


    Three of the siblings looked at each other with sour expressions, for only several people could sit on


    the cushion. Up until then, only a few venerable men were lucky enough to have sat on it a few


    times. Even the three siblings weren''t qualified to sit there!


    "Kingsley, you can''t sit there!" Gavin was covered in sweat as he muttered.


    "Why can''t I sit here?" He moved to make space before asking, "Uncle Tanner, would you like to sit


    next to me?"


    Gavin took a step back and refused while shaking his hand. "I wouldn''t dare to— "


    "Why not? Isn''t this cushion for people to sit on? Don''t you think so, old man?" Kingsley grinned at


    Henrich.


    The older man gazed at him intently and exined, "Of course it is, but there''s a condition to it."


    "Oh? What is it?"


    "If you sit here, you''ll have to y a round of chess with me. If you win, you can sit however you


    want in the future," Henrich said nonchntly.


    "What if I lose?" "If you lose, the hill behind the Tanner


    Mansion will be your final resting ce."


    Upon hearing that, Chermaine immediately went up and said, "Father, he is not part of the Tanner


    Family. He''s unaware of our rules, so you should..."


    Before she couldplete her sentence, Henrich interrupted, "He doesn''t know about the rules, but


    shouldn''t you know about it?"


    "Y-Yes, I''m aware."


    Chermaine didn''t dare to say anything. In the end, she merely stepped aside with a worried


    expression.


    As Henrich pointed at the chessboard in front of him, he said, "Shall we continue with this game?"


    "Sure. It seems like both sides are evenly matched." Kingsley nodded.


    "You''ll y for white, and I''ll y for ck."


    "Alright."


    After they reached an agreement, Kingsley picked up a chess piece and ced it on the


    chessboard.


    Thirty minutester, Henrich''s frown deepened as he was on the losing end.


    Kingsley had all the advantages, and all that was left was for him to make hisst move. By then,


    Henrich would be defeated.


    Meanwhile, the Tanner siblings stood on one side as they held their breaths. They were so nervous


    that they almost forgot how to breathe.


    Henrich had obtained the highest ranking in chess and his chess skills had transcended to another


    level. All these years, no one had been able to win against him. Needless to say, no one expected


    that Kingsley could break the old man''s winning streak!


    "Kid, are you trying to let me win?" As Henrich looked at Kingsley, he asked, "You had the


    opportunity to take me down, why did you let me live instead?"


    "I"m waiting."


    "What are you waiting for?"


    "I''m waiting for you to admit that you''ve lost." Kingsley smirked while looking calm.


    Upon hearing his words, the siblings'' hearts almost stopped! Henrich had ruled over the Northern


    Underworld of Qustia and was considered a hero. Never in his life had anyone dared to ask him to


    surrender. Gavin''s palms were sweating as he feared that the old man would order Kingsley to be


    buried alive.


    "Please leave the room, the three of you. There''s something I need to tell him." Henrich waved his


    hand.


    "Father—" Three of them shouted in unison.


    "What''s the matter? Do you need me to repeat myself?" Henrich''s eyes widened. The three siblings


    didn''t dare to disobey him, so they left the room feeling unsettled.


    Now, Henrich and Kingsley were the only ones left in the room.


    The former looked at thetter andmented, "You y chess very aggressively."


    "As long as I''m able to win." Kingsley didn''t deny it.


    "When ying chess, you should pay attention to self-cultivation. ying with a heavy killing intent


    is not the right way to go." Henrich shook his head in disagreement.


    While smiling lightly, Kingsley replied, "When I''ve killed all my enemies, I will start practicing self-


    cultivation like you."


    Henrich was stunned upon hearing those words. A few secondster, he burst outughing.


    "Hahaha! Child, I can see my younger self in you!"


    As he was talking, he took out a brocade box from a drawer behind his back.


    He then stroked the brocade box with his wrinkly hand and sighed, "You are the second person who


    has beaten me over the years."


    "Who was the first person?"


    "It was your father, Xavier Nicholson."


    Kingsley was surprised upon hearing that. Back then when Kingsley''s godfather had taught him to


    y chess, he started winning every game after his first three attempts. Now, he realized that this


    talent ran in the Nicholson Family!


    After cing the box on the chess board, he pushed it toward Kingsley and said, "This is for you."


    "What is it?"


    "It is something that I''ve been nning to pass to your father."


    Kingsley slowly opened the box, and a wooden tag could be seen inside it.


    The words ''Northern Draken Order'' were written on it!


    "The Northern Draken Tag? The tag that would warrant its owner the right tomand all forces


    within the Northern Underworld of Qustia?"