Though this was the suburbs, local farmers were living here.
Today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and families gathered for the reunion.
In the morning, armed men in the tens of thousands swarmed the area.
The locals were appalled. They remained in the safety of their homes and did not wander. Some were even scared away, evacuating to other places.
On both sides of the road stood black-vested men armed with weapons with ferocious looks on their faces.
James and Henry approached them.
The men had received orders not to harm them for now.
Soon, James arrived at the Cadens’ cemetery.
The Cadens’ cemetery was teeming with people. A few coffins lay in holes dug on a slope not too far away. There were some flowers at the burial site.
Outside the Cadens’ cemetery on an empty plot of land stood the current leaders of The Great Four: Hector Xavier, Melvin Fraiser, Kelvin Wilson, and Drake Zimmerman.
Even Dawson, Nine Fingers, and the various underworld forces of Cansington were present.
They had brought their men to help.
They totaled over ten thousand people.
On the ground lay a seventy-year-old man and a twenty-year-old woman.
The man was tied up and laid on the ground like a dead dog.
The woman, too, was tied up. Her hair was disheveled, and her white dress was mud-splattered. She wore a disconcerted expression.
James and Henry walked in under their gaze.
Melvin was the first to laugh. “Haha, you actually came.”
Kelvin pointed at the tens of thousands of men surrounding them. “Remnant of the Cadens, do you not see how powerless you are? Or are you just here to get yourself killed?”
Drake stepped forward and yelled, “It was me who tied up the Cadens and burned down the Cadens’ villa ten years ago. Little did we know, Thea Callahan noticed the fire and saved you. Regardless, today will be your doom, no matter how strong you are.”
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