The Omnipotent System

31  Dragon King Finds Out

As Anderson approached the group, he noticed a woman he had never seen before standing with them. Her presence was commanding, and she exuded an aura of confidence and mystery.

"Who is she?" Anderson asked, curiosity etched on his face as he scrutinized the unfamiliar figure.

The woman turned to him with a smile that was both charming and mischievous. "Hi, I'm Lilith," she introduced herself, her eyes glinting with amusement. "And I am his woman," she added, pointing directly at Adams.

The statement caused everyone to swivel their heads toward Adams, anticipation hanging in the air as they awaited his response.

Adams, caught off guard, shook his head with a bemused smile. "I don't know what she's talking about, so don't mind her," he said, attempting to dismiss her claim.

Lilith feigned hurt, placing a hand over her heart dramatically. "What, are you just going to discard me after everything?"

"What everything?" Adams replied, sighing. "You're going to make them misunderstand the situation," he warned, recognizing Lilith's intent to stir up drama.

"Oh, sure, that's what you will say, right?" Lilith retorted, clearly enjoying the attention and the chaos she was causing.

Adams decided it was best to ignore her antics and walked off, hoping to diffuse the situation. However, Lilith wasn't done yet. "You think walking away will save you?" she called after him, following closely behind.

The three men left behind—Anderson, Awar, and John—exchanged incredulous looks, stunned by the scene that had just unfolded.

"Sigh, women are sure problematic," Awar commented, shaking his head.

John chuckled. "Some women, not all," he corrected. "Like my wife, she is not that problematic."

"You see?" Awar shot back, grinning. "You said it yourself, not that problematic. Whatever, let's just get things over with so I can go back to my beauty sleep."

Anderson and John merely sighed, accustomed to Awar's laziness, and they proceeded toward the Dragon Palace, eager to finish their business.

Elsewhere, Adams had managed to get some distance from the group, only to be confronted by Lilith once again.

"What is it you want now?" Adams asked, exasperation creeping into his voice.

Lilith met his gaze with unwavering determination. "Did I not say that I will not leave your side once I confirm my hypothesis?" she reminded him, her tone serious.

"Are you intending to stick with me through thick and thin?" Adams asked, a hint of disbelief in his voice.

Lilith nodded resolutely. She had no intention of backing down on her promise.

"Sigh, don't you have family or anyone waiting for you?" Adams inquired, trying to understand her motivations.

Lilith shook her head. "I am a rogue cultivator. I have no family or anything to go back to, so you have me all to yourself, my dear," she declared with a mischievous smile.

Adams sighed once more, feeling the weight of her words. "You have made me sigh a lot just this morning, Lilith," he said, slightly amused despite himself.

Lilith didn't respond, her eyes fixed on his face, as if memorizing every feature. She found him extraordinarily handsome, unlike anyone she had ever encountered.

"Bewildered by my handsomeness, I see," Adams teased, noticing her gaze. "How do I even know that you didn't just fall for me because of my appearance and base it off some mate bond thing?"

Lilith shook her head vehemently. "I would never do that. This mate bond thing is the only reason I'm here," she insisted, her voice earnest.

"Sigh, there is no helping it, is there?" Adams muttered, resigning himself to the situation.

Before Lilith could respond, a loud explosion echoed from the direction of the Dragon Palace, shaking the ground beneath them.

"What is that? It's coming from the Dragon Palace," Lilith exclaimed, eyes wide with concern. Suddenly, she remembered something crucial. "Shit, my sister is currently in the Dragon Palace," she said, panic rising in her voice.

She was about to rush off when she realized she couldn't move. Her body was frozen in place.

"I thought you said you had no family to go back to," Adams remarked, his voice calm. "So where did this sister of yours come from?"

Lilith tried to speak, but her mouth wouldn't form the words. She stood there, immobilized.

"Ahh, my bad," Adams said, releasing the hold he had on her with a wave of his hand. Freed, Lilith looked at him, urgency in her eyes.

"I can't talk right now, but I promise you that I didn't lie when I said you were my mate. I meant every word I said last night," she assured him, desperate to reach her sister.

Adams watched her go, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Who are you really?" he asked, more to himself than to her retreating figure.

"I don't have time right now," Lilith called back over her shoulder. "Please, I'll explain everything when I get back. Just let me go."

Adams nodded and watched as she flew toward the Dragon Palace, her silhouette a blur against the sky.

"I don't like using this," Adams muttered to himself, "but what use do I have for it if not to use it?" He concentrated, tapping into the law of fate and karma to discern her true origin. What he discovered brought a smile to his lips.

"Well, time to go stop those old fogies," he said with determination and vanished from his spot, moving swiftly toward the Dragon Palace.

At the Dragon Palace, chaos reigned. A massive figure soared through the sky, scaly wings unfurled. His body was enormous, covered in gleaming scales, and black flames danced around him like a living armor. It was Anderson, transformed into his partial dragon form, exuding power and menace.

"Who are you, and what do you want by attacking the Dragon Palace?" demanded a man of similar stature, also in a partial dragon form. His voice boomed with authority.

Anderson's gaze remained fixed on a regal woman standing nearby, her expression a mix of anger and defiance. She was Norberta, the Dragon Queen.

"Move aside," Anderson growled, his voice a low rumble. "Your turn will come after I'm done with her."

Norberta met his gaze unflinchingly, fury blazing in her eyes. "How dare you point your fingers at me?" she hissed. "Do you think I am someone the likes of you can challenge? I will show you your place today, or else my name is not Norberta!"

Her wings unfurled, and she flew to confront Anderson, her presence commanding and unyielding. She looked him in the eye, signaling that he was no match for her.

"What is the meaning of this, Norberta?" came a voice, dripping with disdain. "How dare you accept a challenge in my presence? Have you no respect for me anymore?" It was Cadmus, the Dragon King, his face a mask of simmering rage.

"Keep quiet, Cadmus," Norberta snapped, cutting him off. "You are not to say a word here."

Cadmus's face darkened, dark veins appearing on his forehead, as his wife defied him publicly.

Anderson's eyes gleamed with understanding. "I see now why she was able to do all that without ever knowing," he said cryptically.

"What do you mean, boy?" Cadmus demanded, his frown deepening at Anderson's words.

"She has you in her palms," Anderson explained, his voice steady and sure. "Playing you like a fool while she destroys everything that threatens her position and that of her children in the Dragon Palace. Or am I wrong, oh Dragon Queen?" His gaze never wavered from Norberta's face.

Cadmus, bewildered by the accusation, turned to his wife for an explanation. "What is he talking about, Norberta? I need an explanation."

Norberta ignored her husband's plea, keeping her focus on Anderson. "Ahh, I knew it," she said, her voice dripping with contempt. "You might be the child of that whore of a demon with whom my husband had an affair, right? She's the only one whose child managed to survive, as I made sure to get rid of the others completely."

The revelation hung in the air, stunning the gathered officials and members of the Dragon Palace. The Dragon King seethed with anger, his fury barely contained.

"HO...W D...AR.E Y..OU?" Cadmus roared, his voice a thunderous explosion of rage.

The truth was out, and the Dragon Palace teetered on the brink of chaos, the royal family torn apart by secrets long buried and rivalries newly kindled.