Chapter 307 I'm Coming
Two hours later, in the pavilion at the back garden of JZL Medical Clinic, a dozen people had gathered, and Richard had brought Bruce along.
He handed the token back to James, saying, "That's really the president's token. Black wood, and the inscription, we can confirm, this is indeed the Los Angeles president's token."
He also took out his own token and placed it on the table. Except for the different addresses on the back, the other details were identical.
James stared at the two tokens in a daze. "What the fuck... What the hell is going on? A real token?"
Richard nodded, "It's not fake."
Daniel hesitated before speaking, "If it really is the Los Angeles president's token, then the fair-skinned man who came for treatment this afternoon..."
Thinking of that effeminate man, he couldn't help but shiver.
"It should be Lancelot," Richard didn't shy away from the name. "Besides matching the appearance and skills, the only person who would dare to appoint James as the president of Los Angeles is him. After all, only few people would dare to exercise Lancelot's authority like this. And I mentioned James when I was in Stardust City. Comparing the details of today's conversation, that guy was definitely Lancelot."
James was slightly surprised. "No wonder he was so impressive."
He and Francis were both strong, but they were easily defeated by that pale man, and his chest still hurt.
He thought he should practice martial arts more diligently, or else he would be beaten by strong opponents next time.
"It seems Lancelot has a mutual admiration for you," Richard suddenly let out a hearty laugh, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to Rosewood City to test you personally and let you take over the Los Angeles Mystic Alliance to resolve the grievances. If he didn't genuinely appreciate you, given his character and style, he would have directly fought you."
He looked at James with satisfaction. "James, as I said before, you will stand at the peak of Celestia sooner or later. It seems I wasn't wrong."
"Richard, you're exaggerating," James waved his hand lightly, "I'm just a doctor. Being the president of Sky Peak Club is already an honor from you all. What peak of Celestia?"
The higher the position, the greater the responsibility. James didn't want to worry about national affairs.
"Let's not talk about any peaks. I just wonder, if James wants to, can he go to Los Angeles to be the president?"
Nathaniel shouted excitedly, "Los Angeles is rich, and there are nearly ten thousand disciples. Being the president would be awesome."
"Shut up! Los Angeles is the territory of Secure Horizon Services. Larry died in Rosewood City. Although the investigation showed it had nothing to do with James, the people of Secure Horizon Services still hate James," Mia knocked Nathaniel on the head. "If James goes to take over, it would be like putting himself in danger."
The grievances between the two sides were clear. James made Larry kneel and destroyed his Energy Core. In the end, Larry died in Rosewood City. So the people of Secure Horizon Services hated James to the core.
"Well, that's true, but there's no need to worry about those losers from Secure Horizon Services," Nathaniel let out a long breath. "I heard that after Larry died and Ruby was crippled, the entire Secure Horizon Services and Mystic Alliance fell into a power struggle. The people of Secure Horizon Services are thinking about how to divide Larry's wealth, and the four top disciples of the Los Angeles Mystic Alliance are vying to become the president. Rumor has it they've fought several times. Right now, they're focusing on how to rise to power, but not avenge Larry."
Nathaniel had clearly inquired about the situation of the Los Angeles Mystic Alliance. "It wouldn't be too difficult for James to go and sort things out."
"The Los Angeles Mystic Alliance is indeed in chaos right now," Richard spoke candidly with James. "Of course, part of it is due to their power struggle, but it's also partly because of Lancelot's deliberate calculation. Lancelot originally intended for the Los Angeles Mystic Alliance to cleanse itself, to see if there was a strong person capable of taking on the responsibility, ending the disputes, and reuniting the disciples. But the result disappointed him a bit. Neither the nephews of Secure Horizon Services nor the four top disciples had the vision. No one avenged Larry, no one had the ability to end the chaos, and no one could take charge."
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He made his own guess. "That's probably why he chose you to be the president of Los Angeles."
"Who cares about the reason? James should just go there, take advantage of their division, and defeat them one by one," Nathaniel's eyes sparkled with excitement. "James, you should fly to Los Angeles tomorrow. They're in the heat of battle right now. If you go to Los Angeles at this time, you'll just become a target."
James leaned back in his chair, speaking calmly, "They're already at a stalemate. If they see me right now, their common enemy, go to Los Angeles, they'll immediately rally to kill me and become the president. Wouldn't I be hunted by everyone? So, I absolutely can't go to Los Angeles in the next ten days or so. We need to wait until they've fought a bit more. But the most important point is, I haven't decided if I want to be the president of Los Angeles."
James lowered his head and took a sip of tea, hiding the depth in his eyes.
Nathaniel became anxious upon hearing this. "This is a sudden good opportunity, what's there to think about? Besides, you've already passed Lancelot's test, which means you have his support. You just need to deal with those Secure Horizon Services losers. Then you can reach the peak of your life. After all, being the president of Los Angeles is much better than being the director of JZL Medical Clinic."
Becoming the president of a Mystic Alliance branch had always been Nathaniel's dream. Every time he thought about commanding respect and mingling with high society, he got excited.
Now, James had such an opportunity but didn't cherish it. Nathaniel was so anxious he wanted to drag James to Los Angeles to take the position.
James sighed, "Compared to being a president, I still prefer being a doctor."
"James, what's wrong with you? Why?" Nathaniel, unusually patient, earnestly advised James. "Having another identity means having another layer of protection, and having a big backer like Lancelot is beneficial for you and those around you. In the future, when we go to Los Angeles, with nearly ten thousand disciples at our command, we won't be afraid of being bullied by the people of Los Angeles. Even if you're not interested in this, you can take the president's position first and then ask a friend to handle it... like Francis, wouldn't that work? This way, you gain another force and identity, and Francis gets a career."
Nathaniel had originally wanted to suggest himself, but felt it was too presumptuous and that he was too incompetent, so he brought up Francis instead.
James was slightly taken aback and looked at Francis. It was indeed a good choice.
Francis, hearing Nathaniel mention him, glanced at Nathaniel.
Nathaniel shivered but quickly raised his head to persuade, "Also, Miss Lee's grandfather Trevor is in Los Angeles. In the future, when you're with Miss Lee, you'll definitely have to visit Los Angeles."
Nathaniel said eagerly, "Isn't the title of president of the Los Angeles Mystic Alliance more prestigious than being a doctor at JZL Medical Clinic?"
Mia and the others were amused by Nathaniel. "Nathaniel, it sounds like you want to be the president."
Nathaniel quickly waved his hands, "No, no, I... I'm just thinking about James!"
"Alright, I'll listen to you. I'll be the president," James stood up with a smile and then tossed the token to Nathaniel. "The takeover will be handled by you and Mia. Ask for whatever you need. In short, I want to control everything in Los Angeles as soon as possible."
Nathaniel was overjoyed. "I guarantee you won't be disappointed."
At that moment, a sharp sound pierced the night sky, and a white shadow shot straight towards the pavilion in the back garden.
James and the others' faces changed, and they immediately rolled away.
No one tried to knock down the arrow, as they didn't know what was on it.
Almost as soon as James and the others avoided the pavilion, an arrow struck the solid wood pillar.
The pillar exploded with a gap.
The arrow embedded itself three inches into the wood, and a piece of cloth fell from its tail.
On it was a bloody message: [I'm coming!]
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