The fat and ugly governor''s son was now playing with some girls in a luxurious room and also drinking some wine and eating some foods.

    But suddenly, as he was drinking, his eyes began to widen as he began to feel some pain in his stomach. He shouted, "What the..." and immediately fell down after vomiting dark blood.

    The girls who were accompanying him immediately screamed, "Young Master! What''s happening to him?"

    The bodyguard, who was stationed nearby, heard the commotion and rushed toward the room and was shocked when he saw that the governor''s son was already lying on the ground.

    He looked at the girls and asked seriously, "What the hell happened here? How can Young Master fall down so suddenly?"

    The girls were now trembling as they were asked by the bodyguard. One of them stepped forward and said, "We don''t know as the young master suddenly vomited blood and collapsed."

    The bodyguard knelt beside the young master and was worried. "Damn it, how the hell can this happen?"

    He then looked at his henchmen, "Get the governor! Now! Tell him his son is injured!"

    The governor, who had just received the news, immediately frowned and slammed his hand onto his desk. "What do you mean, injured? What happened to him?"

    The messenger began to sweat as he was scared. "We don''t know, my Lord. He was playing with the girls, and then... he just collapsed."

    The governor became angrier, "Fools! I''ll deal with this myself. Prepare my carriage! And summon the doctor!"

    The governor soon arrived at his son''s courtyard minutes later. He immediately looked toward the bodyguard kneeling beside his son. "What happened here?"

    The bodyguard stood up and immediately told him about it. "My Lord, he was fine before, but he suddenly vomited blood and collapsed. I have no idea what caused it."

    The governor who heard it frowned. "No idea? You''re supposed to protect him, you incompetent fool! If anything happens to my son, you''ll pay for it."

    The governor immediately turned toward the doctor and asked him, "Please check on him, Doctor."

    For a moment, the governor simply stared at the servant as he was shocked and soon turned into anger. "What? What do you mean they''ve stopped the supply? Why?"

    The servant could only kneel as he continued, "M-my lord, there was no explanation given. The supply was simply... halted without warning."

    The governor could only tremble in anger as he heard it. His son had just lost his manhood and beasts but now his supply had been stopped.

    "Those arrogant bastards! To think that they dare to cut off Flame Essence without so much as a reason? Do they think they can toy with me?"

    He then turned to one of his advisors and immediately snapped. "You! Have they sent any prior warnings? Any demands? Speak now!"

    The advisor flinched but shook his head. "No, my Lord. There were no prior communications. This decision seems... sudden."

    "Sudden? Nothing the Volcaria family does is sudden. They are calculating snakes. This is a deliberate move against me, but why?" He began to think more about it.

    But still, he didn''t know anything that would upset those bastards. "Find out everything about this. Search for the reason why they stop our supplies."

    His henchmen nodded and moved out but another advisor stepped forward and asked something. "My Lord, what should we do about the flame essence? The city relies on it for heating and forging. Without it..."

    The governor looked at him and shouted. "Silence! I already know the consequences! Do you think I need a lesson on how my own city functions?"

    The advisor shrank back, nodding quickly. "Of course, my Lord. My apologies."

    The governor then began to calm himself down before telling his advisors. "Prepare a formal response to the Volcaria family, but make no demands. We will not show weakness."

    "Yes, my lord," the advisors said in unison.

    The governor also added, "And also send someone to check on my son; I want updates on his condition every hour."

    As the advisors began to carry out his order, the governor could only clench his fist as he was really angry.

    The Volcaria family''s actions were calculated, and he couldn''t shake the feeling that he was being played.