The men from The Great Four chimed in.

Meanwhile, Rowena was stupefied.

There was nothing she could do now. She only hoped that not too many people would die today.

She prayed that James would not touch those who were uninvolved.

Under their gaze, James slowly took off his ghost mask.

Upon seeing this, Henry followed suit.

James' true identity was unveiled.

"J-James Caden?"

"James, the son-in-law of the Callahans?"

"No wonder. Since Thea Callahan had saved his life, it's not surprising that he opted to be the son-in-law of the Callahans."

"Haha, I thought he'd be some big shot. It turns out he's just the son-in-law of the Callahans, the renowned trash in all of Cansington." Upon glimpsing James' true identity, they were stunned. However, almost immediately, they burst into laughter.

Dawson gave a look.

The honchos around him understood immediately. They stepped forward and pressed a gun against James' and Henry's heads. James was composed the entire time.

"Haha."

"James, how did you think you'd settle the feud?"

"I'll let you reunite with your deceased family."

The leaders of The Great Four howled with laughter.

They had been worried sick these past few days.

As the ghost-masked man had managed to kill Trent Xavier, they thought he possessed extraordinary powers. They did not expect him to be the son-in-law of a second-rate family.

Though James had a gun pressed against his head, he was undaunted. He scanned his surroundings with a surly expression. "Ten years ago, you gathered at the Caden residence. You tied my family up and forced my grandfather to hand over the Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside's Edge. After getting your hands on it, you burned everything down."

"Thirty-eight members of the Cadens were burned to death."

James glared at them.

All who met his gaze trembled in fear.

What a menacing glare it was.

They felt as if they were being targeted by a ferocious beast. Feeling shivers down their spine, they took a few steps back.

Even the likes of Dawson and Nine Fingers were intimidated.

Upon remembering their superiority in numbers, and the fact that James had a gun pressed against his head, they recomposed themselves. "Yes. What of it?"

The men of The Great Four gave James an obnoxious look.

James said coldly, "I'm a reasonable man. Just kneel before me, confess your wrongdoings, and end your own lives. I promise I won't go after anyone who wasn't involved in this."

"Hahaha..."

The men of The Great Four thought of his words as a complete joke.

Even the surrounding honchos could not restrain their laughter.

"James, look around you. Do you still not understand the situation you're in? You have a gun pressed against your head. A single order from me, and bang! We'll blow your brains out." Dawson crooked his fingers as if he was firing a gun. He looked at James and burst out laughing.

James walked toward Newton, who was being stomped underfoot.

"Stop," Dawson shouted.

Newton muttered weakly, "J-James, stay away."

James looked at him and made a promise, "Don't you worry, Mr. Quinn. Everything's going to be alright. The culprits who brought about the destruction of the Cadens will not escape. An eye for an eye." "Leave, James. Get out of Cansington and never return. You don't understand how powerful your enemy is. You'll never replace out who the true mastermind is."

James frowned.

It seemed Newton had inside information.

Before James arrived at the Cadens' cemetery, he had instructed the Blithe King to mobilize.

At that moment, the sound of a propeller came from afar. Everyone looked up and saw the combat aircraft approaching them, flabbergasted.

"What's going on?"

"I-Is that a combat aircraft?"

They fell silent.

"T-this is bad. The military's here, and a few hundred tanks and armored vehicles are coming our way."

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