Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Jackson smiled as he poured fragrant tea for his guests, his demeanor revealing respect and apprehension towards them. He knew that an organization capable of planning and executing such a large-scale operation was no ordinary entity.

These two mysterious guests were the key figures in this operation.

"Thank you both for your strong support," Jackson said, raising his cup in gratitude. "The success of this operation is largely due to your meticulous planning."

The two mysterious guests nodded slightly, one of them saying, "We are merely acting under orders, Mr. Jackson, you flatter us."

"I wonder what your plans are next?" Jackson inquired tentatively.

"Our mission is complete, and we will be taking a break for a while," the other mysterious guest replied. "If Mr. Jackson needs any further assistance, please do not hesitate to ask."

Jackson was secretly delighted, knowing that establishing contact with such an organization would greatly benefit his future plans. He smiled and responded, "If needed, I will certainly trouble you both."

After a few more pleasantries, the two mysterious guests stood up to leave.

Jackson escorted them to the entrance of the manor, watching them disappear into the night. As their figures completely vanished, his face turned extremely grim.

Returning to his study, Jackson frowned deeply. He knew that those mysterious figures, though not yet fully revealed, had left deep claw marks in every corner of the Imperial City, like a giant beast in the night.

Although the identities of the visitors were mysterious, he could guess a few things—they must be one of the Border Kings.

Only they had the ability to deploy such a massive force in the Imperial City so quietly.

The Crodo family's rise was entirely dependent on the royal family, and they never wanted to have any involvement with these powerful Border Kings.

Reality was cruel. The Crodo family was facing an unprecedented crisis. If he didn't seek help, the entire family would be in dire straits.

But how easy could it be to seek cooperation with a tiger for its skin?

Jackson knew that the Border Kings' willingness to lend a hand was not out of sympathy or a desire for justice, but because they saw some kind of benefit or wanted to use the Crodo family to achieve some goal.

Jackson took a deep breath and stood up, walking to the window. The Imperial City's night was dotted with stars, but they couldn't illuminate the fog in his heart.

He didn't know what kind of vortex he would be drawn into after allying with this Border King. The price he would have to pay might be far greater than he imagined.

But now, he had no choice.

He hadn't even told Empress Nina about this matter, because the situation was urgent at the time. Soren's complete eradication of the West District gangs had panicked him, and those people had taken the opportunity to come to his door, offering reasons Jackson couldn't refuse.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the study door. Jackson knew that the mysterious visitor had finally revealed himself. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his agitated mood, and then turned to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a messenger dressed in black, his face devoid of any expression. He simply handed over a letter.

Jackson took the letter, knowing in his heart that this would be the moment that determined the fate of the Crodo family.

He slowly opened the letter, and saw several large characters written on it: "Everything as you wish, but I have conditions."

Jackson smiled wryly, knowing that he had no way out. He had to accept the Border King's conditions, no matter how harsh they were.

Because for him, the survival of the family was more important than anything else.

He raised his head and said to the messenger with a firm gaze, "Tell your king that I accept his conditions."

From that moment on, the fate of the Crodo family and a certain Border King were closely linked, and Empress Nina had not received any news of this.

It was clear that Jackson had long planned to break away from Empress Nina, but he hadn't found an opportunity. This time, for the Crodo family, it was a major crisis, but also an opportunity.

Night quietly descended as Soren, cloaked in black, walked through the deep alleys of the Imperial City. The eradication of the target gangs in the East District had left him feeling somewhat helpless, as it was outside of his plans.

Soren didn't intend to let the Crodo family off so easily. After all, the major fire in the Noble Workshop District was not part of the plan, and using the arson case to bring down the Crodo family was just a spare move.

The Imperial City's fine salt trade was about to be finalized and brought under his control.

Stepping down from the horse-drawn carriage, Soren took a deep breath, adjusted his cloak, and walked towards the gate.

Entering the Hallon family's residence, Soren was respectfully led by a servant to the family council hall.

The council hall was brightly lit, and the important members of the family had already gathered there, waiting for Soren's arrival. Raziel, the head of the Hallon family, took the lead and immediately stood up to express a warm welcome upon seeing Soren enter.

"Your Highness, what urgent matter brings you here?" Raziel asked with concern, his face slightly grave.

"No need to worry, Second Uncle," Soren replied, his gaze as sharp as an eagle, quickly sweeping across every corner of the council hall, as if assessing the final strategic layout and ensuring there were no eavesdroppers or potential threats.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Soren began to seriously cut to the chase: "It's time to settle the Imperial City's fine salt market. We can no longer let the Crodo family be so arrogant and domineering. Once we control the fine salt trade, and with the underground forces cleared out, the Crodo family will go bankrupt within half a year due to the breaking of the capital chain, and now is the best opportunity for us to counterattack the Crodo family!"

Soren remembered that in the game, around this time, the Hallon family was forced back by the Crodo family, and finally gave up the position of Vice President of the Royal Academy to make the Crodo family stop. That truce was just a preparation for the Crodo family to completely drive the Hallon family out of the Imperial City.

A year later, the Crodo family found a reason to attack the Hallon family again, and the Hallon family's industries in the Imperial City were eventually divided up by the Crodo family and the Vera family.

Hearing this, Raziel immediately understood and a fanatical smile appeared on his face: "Your Highness, the Hallon family will fully cooperate with your plan."

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Soren's lips, revealing confidence and well-considered composure.

"But before we act!" He said slowly, each word seemingly carrying important information: "We must closely monitor any movements from the Vera family."

His words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up layers of ripples. The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became heavy, and an indescribable sense of tension permeated the air.

Everyone knew that Prince Soren had countless connections with the Vera family—after all, it was his mother's family.

This sudden reminder was like a key, unlocking a sensitive topic that everyone was reluctant to touch.