The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 The Phoenix Vanguard's Crisis
In the center of the Davidson family's villa hall in the Eastern Suburb, Ronald sat firmly in his wheelchair, with the Four Heavenly Kings standing behind him.

Kyler stood before Ronald, flanked by leaders from the Brookhaven Martial Alliance and the Davidson family.

Walter Murray, Overseer of Phoenix Vanguard's Loyalty Hall, approached him, led by two Martial Alliance disciples.

As Overseer, Walter was responsible for conducting internal inspections and managing external communications.

His primary purpose in coming to Harmonfield was to deliver a letter from Drogo, the former Deputy Dragon Leader of Phoenix Vanguard.

"Mr. Quinn, Phoenix Vanguard's Dragon Token is now in Mr. Drogo's care, Walter said as he handed Drogo's handwritten letter to Ronald."

"Mr. Drogo wanted you to know that Phoenix Vanguard and Divine Drakebane share a deep-seated grudge that cannot be reconciled. "

"Cassian Chapman, the former Dragon Leader of Phoenix Vanguard, and his wife were placed under house arrest after making a humiliating pact with Divine Drakebane years ago."

Mr. Drogo has now used the Dragon Token to rally Phoenix Vanguard's elite fighters to end Divine Drakebane and cleanse Phoenix Vanguard of its shame."

"Mr. Quinn, Mr. Drogo hopes to join forces with you in eliminating Divine Drakebane."

Ronald chuckled. "Mr. Murray, it seems Mr. Drogo holds the Brookhaven Martial Alliance in very high regard."

"We're in no position to challenge someone as powerful as Divine Drakebane. I fear our limited resources would be of little help."

"Three years ago, under Cassian's leadership, Phoenix Vanguard reached its peak in fifty years. Rumor has it Divine Drakebane single-handedly defeated you all."

"With what little we have, how could we even consider confronting someone like Divine Drakebane?"

"Besides, we've never even seen this Divine Drakebane, nor do we have any personal grievances. Why would we invite trouble from such a demon?"

Walter sneered. "Mr. Quinn, perhaps you're unaware, but Brookhaven Martial Alliance has long held grudges against Divine Drakebane."

Ronald's calm smile persisted. "Mr. Murray, you shouldn't make such accusations lightly."

Walter replied coldly, "Setting aside the incidents with Butcher and Mr. Spencer, both your grandson and granddaughter were hurt by this man. You already have a score to settle with him."

At his words, the smile on Ronald's face froze.

"Mr. Murray, do you mean that the one who injured my granddaughter Ruby in today's ceremony is ... ?"

Walter nodded. "Mr. Quinn, it's none other than Divine Drakebane!"

"I'd assumed he was just some reckless newcomer in the underground with decent martial arts skills. I never imagined he was actually the legendary Divine Drakebane who once shook the entire underground!"

"Had I not intervened at today's celebration, the entire Brookhaven Martial Alliance would've been wiped out! There's no way we can wade into such dangerous waters now."

"Suppose even joining forces with Phoenix Vanguard wouldn't be enough to take him down, we'd only be walking straight to our own demise."

Walter chuckled. "Mr. Quinn, while others may not know what the Brookhaven Martial Alliance is truly capable of, we in Phoenix Vanguard are fully aware."

"That strange illness you suffered decades ago came on far too suddenly. Rumor has it even the head of Healing Haven, Apollo Whitloc, couldn't cure you. And yet, here you are, alive and well."

"People assumed that Southfist Grandmaster, one of the most fearsome of his time, had been lost to that mysterious illness—but it seems the truth is different, isn't it, Mr. Quinn? You've been feigning illness all these years, haven't you?"

"To keep up the act for so long takes an impressive patience, something beyond the reach of most."

Kyler froze momentarily before snapping angrily, "What are you insinuating? My father's illness was well-known across the underground!"

The leaders of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance were stunned by Walter's words, finding them absurd—like hearing a far-fetched legend.

Back then, Ronald had risen to become the undisputed master of Southfist at the height of his power—why would he fake an illness and withdraw from the underground?

"Such claims are utterly nonsensical!"

Ronald glared sharply at Walter, then burst out laughing. "Mr. Murray, did Mr. Drogo receive some incorrect intelligence?"

Walter smiled faintly and continued, "Mr. Quinn, you offended a mysterious figure years ago. It's rumored that this person has connections with a secret organization in the Draconia military."

"You were worried that this individual would seek revenge and hinder your vision of establishing Draconia's largest Martial Alliance, so you feigned an illness to avoid that disaster."

"For reasons unknown, this person mysteriously disappeared. Whether you had anything to do with it, perhaps only you know the truth."

"I must say, maintaining a facade of illness for decades is truly impressive. Such a feat can only be achieved by someone with great aspirations!"

"During the 40-plus years that you feigned illness, Brookhaven Martial Alliance has evolved from a minor martial arts sect to the largest sect in the Draconia martial arts world."

"Mr. Quinn, we need not delve further into the details of this matter. As a Grandmaster, you surely had your own reasons for such actions."

"My purpose here was simply to convey Mr. Drogo's intentions to you. Mr. Quinn, I believe that someone who aims for greatness will undoubtedly gauge the situation and seize the most advantageous moment to eliminate any threats."

"Mr. Drogo feels that if Brookhaven Martial Alliance is willing to join forces with Phoenix Vanguard to eliminate our common enemy, tonight is the best opportunity! From this point forward, Phoenix Vanguard can offer Brookhaven Martial Alliance more collaborative opportunities."