Recently Xiran had been obsessed with defeating his father. He had conducted countless meetings and formulated umpteen plans with his allies regarding him.
It had been concluded that as soon as a powerful enough serum to subdue the powers of his father will be concocted, they will make a move against him.
Aldridge had given him the green light for the operation and currently, he had been forming his private army of vampires, hunters and other species.
The time he didn't spend at the orphanage was mostly used up at training. The information Agent 93, Amoris and he himself had accumulated was used to draw up blueprints of his father's hidden facilities and plans were put into action on how to attack them.
He was sitting in his study going over a blueprint of one of his father's facilities, raking his brain on how and where to attack it when his heart seemed to have been jabbed with something sharp.