"What's going on? Wasn't everything fine just now?" "Today is my girlfriend's and my shared birthday. We were planning to get our marriage certificate today. What happened?" Many people complained as they left the Department of Civil Affairs.
Meanwhile, James was ecstatic. It was a feeling even happier than winning a battle. He walked to the roadside, got into Henry's car, and said, "Let's go, Henry." "Where are you going next, James? The House of Royals or the clinic?" James yawned. "To the clinic. I need a nap." He had drunk late the previous night and was still drowsy.
"Alright."
Henry drove to Common Clinic. Unable to get a divorce, Thea went to the company to continue dealing with company affairs.
James slept until noon. Outside Common Clinic, near the Nine Dragons Street-food stall, he perched on a bench, nibbling a chicken wing. "Henry, simply delaying the divorce won't work. You have to help me come up with something."
"What can I come up with? I'm not a relationship expert," Henry said dejectedly.
A thought suddenly struck Henry. "Oh, right! James, isn't Lex's eightieth birthday soon? How about you do something to make him look good at his birthday party? He'll finally acknowledge you if he's pleased. I've heard Thea prioritizes her family's opinions most. So, if Lex refuses to let her get a divorce, she'll surely listen to him."
James's eyes lit up, and he slammed the table. "Great idea! You're the best friend ever! You've solved all my problems! Now, hurry and tell me how I'm going to make Lex happy?"
"The Callahans are very egotistical. They'll surely be pleased to have the Blithe King at Lex's eightieth birthday party. When they find out you invited him, they'll definitely look on you favorably!" Henry said enthusiastically.
James nodded. "That makes sense. However, I just want to live peacefully and don't want everyone to know my identity. Everyone would look at me respectfully and admiringly if word spread. Wouldn't that be counterproductive?"
"Well…I can't help with that," Henry said, shaking his head. He picked up his chopsticks and resumed eating. James continued to ponder how to boost Lex's ego without revealing his identity as the Black Dragon.
"I've got an idea!" A plan flashed across his mind. "I'll use the identity of the Cadens!" "Huh?" Henry looked at James.
"Apart from being the Black Dragon, I'm also a member of the Cadens. Ten years ago, the Cadens were the number one family in Cansington. The Great Four didn't exist then. My grandfather had wide-reaching connections, so if I use my Cadens identity, the Callahans will surely be pleased. At the same time, I can also reveal my identity to Thea as the ghost—the masked man who saved her," James said.
"You need to rethink that plan, James. You're settling scores with the Great Four in a few days. Even if it's not a bloodbath, you'll still kill a lot of people. Do you think Thea would still want to be with you if she finds out you have blood on your hands?" Henry cautioned. James nodded.
"True. This won't work, but what else can I do?" Henry shook his head. One was the Commander of the Southern Plains, a five-star general; the other, a one-star general of the Southern Plains. These two had never panicked in the face of thousands of enemy troops, yet they were in deep water because of Thea. James was determined to do his best for her. After lunch, he went directly to the Callahans' villa and rang the doorbell.
Megan, Lex's granddaughter, answered the door. Immediately crossing her arms, she said condescendingly, "I wonder who it is. It's James, the person who lives off the Callahans. What's up? What are you doing here?" James had come to see Lex and refused to waste time with Megan's nonsense.