Few minutes later, the golf course of the Stoermers of Michigan that was lively earlier was left with empty seats. Everyone was gone.

Carlos was dead.

Tristan was diagnosed with a weird sickness of eating mud.

The ranking of the eight great royal families would have a change in terms of power soon.

Many people went back to make preparation or adjust their strategies for the change. There was no trivial matter among the royal families. They fought, schemed and deceived each other all the time. Whether in the field of business or martial arts, there would always be fierce, bloody competition.

It was not just a fight for their fame and positions but also interests and luck.

“Dad, Dad, are you okay?”

At this moment, a voice broke the silence.

The one who spoke was Harvey Stoermer. At this moment, he was holding Carlos and his face was filled with grief and indignation.

Conor stood up and looked at Carlos’s corpse. His entire body trembled as he pointed at Kazim. He said as h