Grisina was contacting someone in a villa.
"Dikla, stop right now. You still have time."
"Impossible, Aunt. I can't stop. I want to avenge Grandpa. I want to restore the Dion Empire. I want to reclaim everything we lost."
"Dikla, you can't do it. Your partners have already been arrested. Even if you have other partners, they may have already withdrawn and stopped."
"So what, Aunt? I won't stop now. Even if I could, I wouldn't. I only have this one chance. If I lose it, how long will I have to wait before I can take revenge again? If I don't succeed, I'll drag him down with me!" Dikla shouted at his aunt over the phone.
Grisina sighed, but she still tried to persuade her nephew. "Dikla, if you truly had the ability to take revenge, not only would I support you, I would lend you a hand. But you can't do it. Your grandfather was such an extraordinary man, yet he still lost to Long Fei. Let alone you. You're no match for him. Besides, every person under him is talented. Even if he doesn't make a move himself, the people at his disposal alone can deal with you. Listen to your aunt and stop immediately. I can contact Long Fei and ask him to spare you." Grisina earnestly tried to persuade her nephew.
Grisina did not want her father's eldest grandson, his only grandson, to lose his life as well.
Yet Dikla ignored his aunt's advice and immediately cursed at her. "Aunt, you've disappointed me too much. Have you forgotten how much Grandpa loved you back then? As his daughter, it would have been one thing if you didn't want to avenge him, but you're even stopping his grandson—me—from avenging him! If Grandpa knew, he would be