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Chapter 224
Xena snapped, “Enough talk! Mr. Jones is waiting inside. Listen carefully, Feliz! If I catch you slipping up even once, I’ll make your life a living hell!”
Without Dragon Alliance’s protection, Xena believed Felix would be powerless. Even though she was not close to Gregory, Jaxon was clearly affected by his death.
The image of Jaxon grieving still haunted her, and she was determined to make Felix pay. If it were not for her duty as the goddess of war to follow the rules, she would have struck Felix down long ago.
“There might never be a day like that between us,” Felix replied calmly.
He suspected Dora was not bluffing about having information on the Veilflower. If he could get his hands on it, he would be just one herb away from waking Curtis. That was the real reason for his confidence.
As Felix entered the suite’s bedroom, a faint breeze closed the door behind him. Then, he Studied the middle–aged man standing before him with interest. The man was about six feet tall, with a rugged beard, a square jaw, and an approachable smile.
“Yale Jones?” Felix asked.
Yale smiled. “The one and only.”
Felix settled into a chair nearby and asked, “What gives you the nerve to call me here? Xena might not know better, but surely you’re not playing dumb at your age?”
Instead of answering right away, Yale sat beside Felix, almost as if to imply they were equals. “Let me see the Dragon Ring. I’ve never actually held it before.”
Felix tossed the ring to Yale, curious to see his next move.
Yale caught it, his eyes brimming with excitement. In the next moment, he boldly slipped it onto his own finger–a blatant act of defiance that would have outraged any Dragon Alliance member.
“From now on, I’m the Dragon Lord of the Dragon Alliance,” Yale declared boldly.
Felix remained silent, waiting for Yale to continue his performance.
“I was the first to be promoted to chief leader in the Dragon Alliance, so you could say I’m one of the founding members. I’ve seen the Dragon Lord, albeit only from behind. But I can assure you, the Dragon Lord is a woman, and you…”
Yale paused, twirling the ring on his finger. “I might as well tell you now–I was behind the rumors of traitors in Dragon Alliance. It doesn’t matter what your relationship with the real Dragon Lord is. It’s time for a change in leadership, and I never expected obtaining the
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Xena snapped, “Enough talk! Mr. Jones is waiting inside. Listen carefully, Felix! If I catch you slipping up even once, I’ll make your life a living hell!”
Without Dragon Alliance’s protection, Xena believed Felix would be powerless. Even though she was not close to Gregory, Jaxon was clearly affected by his death.
The image of Jaxon grieving still haunted her, and she was determined to make Felix pay. If it were not for her duty as the goddess of war to follow the rules, she would have struck Felix down long ago.
“There might never be a day like that between us,” Felix replied calmly.
He suspected Dora was not bluffing about having information on the Veilflower. If he could get his hands on it, he would be just one herb away from waking Curtis. That was the real reason for his confidence.
As Felix entered the suite’s bedroom, a faint breeze closed the door behind him. Then, he studied the middle–aged man standing before him with interest. The man was about six feet tall, with a rugged beard, a square jaw, and an approachable smile.
“Yale Jones?” Felix asked.
Yale smiled. “The one and only.”
Felix settled into a chair nearby and asked, “What gives you the nerve to call me here? Xena might not know better, but surely you’re not playing dumb at your age?”
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