From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207 Someone Will

“You… You’re the Sky–Tearing Demon Tiger?”

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Mr. Westington nearly screamed the name. His voice broke apart, and his eyes filled with panic. Fear poured out of him like a flood.

Timothy had been his mentor. In the world of martial arts across Listin, Timothy was a giant. They called him the “Hands of Chaos.” He had trained dozens of elite students, and his Crimson Palm technique was so famous that it spread across three states. People admired it, but they feared it more.

Twenty years ago, when Timothy turned 48 years old, he broke through a major barrier and became a Martial Sovereign. His fame reached its peak. He was confident, untouchable, and proud. During that time, he boldly accepted a challenge from an unknown fighter.

That fight ruined everything.

It shattered his pride. It wrecked his spirit. The man who faced him didn’t just defeat him. He crushed Timothy so badly that he left with broken bones, shattered energy, and a permanent injury that stopped him from ever advancing again.

Mr. Westington, as Timothy’s disciple, had grown up hearing that story. The man who beat Timothy had no real name. People in the underground martial world of Listin only called him one thing–the Sky–Tearing Demon Tiger.

He had crushed his mentor’s life’s work in a single match and vanished afterward, but not before becoming a living legend.

Eighteen years ago, he disappeared without a trace. That was the same year Grayson Shire, known as the Jade Emperor, rose to power.

Everyone suspected there was a connection.

Even though the Demon Tiger vanished, his legend never died. Every martial family in Listin remembered his name. He was the ghost that haunted their histories.

Mr. Westington never imagined that the same man who had once humiliated Timothy was standing right in front of him now. He never thought it would be Jordan Barret.

Jordan, the business tycoon of West Listin. The man who turned the Barrets into the city’s most powerful family. No one had ever guessed that Jordan had once ruled the martial world with an iron hand.

Jordan didn’t say a word. He lifted one hand, and the crushing pressure that held Westington to the ground vanished. The weight disappeared, and Mr. Westington stumbled to his feet,

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gasping for air. His face was pale, and his back was damp with sweat.

He turned to Richie, his eyes wide.

“Old Mr. Xanderson,” he said, barely able to get the words out, “I can’t do anything. He’s the Sky–Tearing Demon Tiger.”

Richie stared at him like he’d been struck by lightning. His mouth opened, but nothing came

out.

He had known Mr. Westington for years. They had shared stories over drinks, laughed at the same legends. And he had heard all the tales about the Demon Tiger.

Everyone had. The man had once cast a shadow over the entire region. Families had either followed him or been destroyed. The Xanderson family had been one of those that chose to obey.

No one had ever seen his face.

Now, Mr. Westington said that same man was standing right in front of them. That it was Jordan.

Richie looked at Jordan, and his voice caught in his throat.

“Jordan… You…” His hand shook as he pointed at him. But he couldn’t speak. He just stood there, frozen.

“Richie,” he said, “your family used to follow my lead. You should’ve known this would come around again. Your father disobeyed me once. I crushed him for it. Are you planning to make the same mistake?”

Then, he raised his voice just enough to fill the hall. “Every single one of you will hand over thirty percent of your shares. You’ll work for the Barrets. That’s your only way out.”

The crowd that had stood so tall a moment ago–dressed in suits, dripping with wealth–now sat like children in detention. Their faces turned pale. Their hands trembled. They all knew the name. They all knew the history.

The Sky–Tearing Demon Tiger had risen from West Listin. And nearly every family in that room had once been forced to kneel to him. Now he was back. And there wasn’t a single person brave enough to stand up.

Because the truth was brutal and simple.

If one challenged him, they died.

If one served him, they lived.

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And everyone in that room understood one thing–Jordan Barret wasn’t a man the police could handle. He wasn’t just a businessman. He was a storm.

The red mark on Henry’s palm slowly faded. He had taken a clean hit from Mr. Westington, an Elite Grandmaster, using nothing but his own strength as an Advanced Grandmaster. And he hadn’t even flinched. That alone was enough to fuel his pride.

He scanned the room. Every corner had gone quiet. Not a single person dared to speak. The fire in his chest only burned hotter. Nearly all of West Listin’s powerhouses were gathered here tonight, yet the Barrets had silenced them all with just one display of force. That was the weight of a Barret family finally awakened.

In Henry’s eyes, he could already see the future laid out before them. The Barrets rising to the peak of Listin. Their name spreading across the entire country.

“You’ve got one minute,” Henry said. His tone was cold and certain. “Your answer in sixty seconds will decide your family’s fate.”

Jordan stood tall beside him. A ring sat on his finger, catching the light as his gaze swept over the crowd. His eyes pierced through the silence like ice, and everyone felt it land on them. It sank deep and spread cold through their bones.

Richie gritted his teeth. He was sixty–five. He had thought the Xanderson family was set. Their future looked steady. He had even started imagining peaceful years ahead.

But now, once again, he had to make a call for the family’s survival.

“The Xanderson family agrees,” he said at last. His head lowered slowly as he spoke.

That bow wasn’t just for Jordan. It was the moment the Xanderson family gave up its pride and bent the knee. From this point on, they would follow the Barrets.

“The Hendrickson family agrees.”

“The Lyall family…”

“The Canary family…”

Once the Xanderson family folded, the rest followed. No one had the nerve to refuse. No one even thought about it.

Jordan looked over the room again. His face stayed calm. There was no triumph in his eyes. No pleasure. For him, this was just how things worked. In the martial world, strength ruled. And when you had strength, power and money followed like shadows.

He turned and looked toward the stage. There was judgment in his eyes.

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And then he nodded.

“You have the mettle to be a part of my family.”

Henry was overjoyed. His grandfather recognized his eye for people.

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Madeline stood there under the lights, surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards in black. But she didn’t panic. She didn’t fidget. She only gave a quiet shake of her head, calm and clear.

“I’m sorry, Old Mr. Barret,” she apologized. “I’m not planning to marry into your family. I’d like to leave.”

Her voice was level and polite. She didn’t show a drop of fear.

Jordan’s lips curved faintly. “You’ve got spirit, girl. If you marry into my family, no woman in Listin will match your status.”

He stepped a little closer, his voice low but steady. “So, I’ll ask again. You really don’t want to become part of the Barrets?”

Madeline didn’t even blink. “I already said no,” she replied.

For the first time, a flicker of severity lit up in Jordan’s eyes. Henry stepped forward, his face darkening. “Madeline,” he said, “I told you. Whether you say yes or no, after tonight, you’re already mine.”

He glanced around the hall, then met her eyes again. “You think you can just walk out of here?”

Madeline’s eyes caught the light. A soft smile spread across her lips like spring bursting through winter. “You’re right,” she agreed. “I can’t walk out, but someone else can take me.”

Henry narrowed his eyes. “Who?”

A voice answered from behind him. “Me, of course.”

Henry snapped his head around. Leander stood by the edge of the stage, holding a wine glass, stepping forward with calm in his eyes and steel in his step.

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