Not long after White Mitchell drove Atlas away, in the Sabir Family Old Mansion, a middle-aged man sat sturdily in the main seat in the hall, his eyes filled with a cold glint, continuously flickering.
"How is it, has everything been thoroughly investigated? Has there been any news from the people we sent out?"
This man was Kingston, the absolute king of River North.
It was rumored that Kingston's father was a native of River North, but he himself, did not grow up in River North.
It was only when he was thirty years old that he returned to River North.
However, in just a short span of ten years, he rapidly rose to power, unstoppable.
No one would have thought that a foreigner could one day pose a threat to Vincent Mill, the King of River North.
But as proven, Kingston was far from ordinary, he was a thoroughgoing hero!
By the time everyone realized his ambitious intentions, it was already too late - no one at that point could obstruct his path to domination.