Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 1392: Death by Greed

"Indeed, you are a traitor," Julius Reed pointed at Jex Kensington, smiling lightly, "I have always been accurate in judging people! Keeping you in the clerk position for decades was actually for your own good."

"For my good?"

Jex Kensington laughed out loud.

Now he was sure that Julius Reed was indeed poisoned.

Otherwise,

Given the Master’s character, he would definitely not waste words with him.

"Of course." Julius Reed nodded, straightening his clothes but not guarding against Jex Kensington. "If I hadn’t kept you in that position, you would’ve been killed by your own greed long ago!"

"Julius Reed!" Jex Kensington gritted his teeth and said resentfully, "In terms of capability, I, Jex Kensington, am not inferior to my peers. In terms of flattery, I can make sure you find no fault! But why do you keep suppressing me! Now, I have proven myself! It’s not that I’m incapable, it is you who are blind!"

The more he spoke, the more furious Jex Kensington became!

He clenched a dagger, his eyes blood-red.

But soon, a smile appeared on his face.

"Now, you are about to die by my blade. Respected Master, you probably never dreamt of this, right?"

As he spoke, Jex Kensington burst into loud laughter.

"You don’t think that just because you’re in the position of Inspector, you have proven yourself, do you?" Julius Reed wasn’t angry.

On the contrary, there was pity in his eyes.

Pity for Jex Kensington.

Desire, can totally distort a person.

Becoming what you most despise.

"Of course!" Jex Kensington stepped closer, his eyes filled with hate, pride, and exhilaration!

"When you were in power, I could only be a clerk! But now, I’m the Inspector! Commanding respect!" He laughed out loud, spreading his hands and said viciously, "Die!"

"Sorry."

Julius Reed stood up, his hands behind his back, and left the hall: "While you were speaking to me, you had already been poisoned. Heart Piercing Powder, I suppose you’ve heard of it."

Having said that, he completely ignored Jex Kensington, leading those guards loyal to him towards the back garden.

"No!"

As soon as the words fell, Jex Kensington was shocked to find himself feeling weak!

"You lie!"

He wanted to move, but stood still, not daring to!

Heart Piercing Powder!

A deadly poison created by the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance!

Colorless and tasteless, easily contracted.

This poison is extremely potent, causing loss of motor function in five minutes, and severe heart pain in ten minutes!

Like countless spikes continuously piercing the heart!

Those poisoned, none survived.

They would die in endless agony.

This poison was created by Julius Reed, and ever since this master disappeared, Heart Piercing Powder had not appeared again.

But those members of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance back then had all witnessed the power of this poison!

"Even as a ghost, I won’t let you go!"

Jex Kensington closed his eyes, agonizing over his choice!

Finally!

Pfft!

He swung the dagger, stabbing it into his own heart!

He did not want to endure the pain of Heart Piercing Powder.

"Actually, I’d long forgotten the formula for Heart Piercing Powder," Julius Reed turned back, looking at Jex Kensington’s dead body on the ground, and said softly, "You still fear me in your heart. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have believed it so easily, nor would have sought death so willingly."

Fear.

Julius Reed’s past strength and invincibility made this inspector feel fearful.

Under fear, many things are naturally believed.

"The one who killed you isn’t me," Julius Reed shook his head and sighed, "It was your own greed."

"Master! What should we do with these people?"

A guard pointed at the servants beside Jex Kensington.

"Kill them."

Julius Reed waved his hand and instructed, "Keep Jex Kensington’s death a secret for now. I don’t really want the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance to know the news of my presence in Swimming City too soon."

"Master!"

A guard whispered, "Before you arrived, the Five Arhats of West Sea under the Buddha had just left. Perhaps..."

"Excellent." Julius Reed looked at the guard with approving eyes: "Arhat of Homicide and Inspector Kensington had a conflict, and in a moment of desperation, killed someone and left."

"Understood!"

The guard nodded and immediately took people to take care of Jex Kensington’s subordinates.

These people can’t be left behind; they will definitely leak information.

Julius Reed isn’t a villain, but neither is he a saint.

Some people deserve to die, while others cannot be allowed to live.

It’s mercy that’s the greatest enemy.

Standing in front of Righteous Mansion, Julius Reed started to think.

Cold Nelson is a puppet.

This was something he had speculated before.

In terms of capability and status, Cold Nelson couldn’t possibly be the candidate for the new holy master.

It’s most likely someone put up a puppet to facilitate their actions.

According to what Jex Kensington said, people like Seamus Somerset should have already betrayed him.

That would make things much easier.

But with the involvement of the West Sea...

It really is a headache.

"Gabriel Abernathy, was it you who released the news about the Divine Dragon Tripod in Swimming City?"

Julius Reed took out his phone and called Night Fairy.

Currently, Night Fairy’s identity is as the consort of The North Sea.

High and influential.

Held in high regard by Everton Davenport.

"It wasn’t me." Gabriel Abernathy’s voice quickly came from the other end: "It was Everton Davenport’s idea. Moreover, the consort of The North Sea has already died."

"What?" Julius Reed frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

"When Bead Pulse sent people to snatch the Divine Dragon Tripod, I faked my death. Then, I found a body with a similar physique to you, put on a mask, and impersonated the consort of The North Sea."

After Gabriel Abernathy finished, he helplessly said: "There’s no way around it, your reputation is too big, and Everton Davenport almost pressured me daily to consummate the marriage with Baylor Davenport. If it continued, the truth would be revealed."

"Well if he’s dead, he’s dead. But what reason does Everton Davenport have for doing this? Now, with everyone vying for the Divine Dragon Tripod, wouldn’t it greatly reduce his chances of acquiring it?" Julius Reed didn’t really care, but felt it was a waste of the consort’s identity of The North Sea.

A generation’s prodigy.

He who killed Arhat of Homicide and Arhat of Holding Skies, and devastated Deep Cold.

Dead?

Though Gabriel Abernathy didn’t say so, Julius Reed knew very well that those who came from The North Sea to take away the Divine Dragon Tripod must have sent a formidable opponent.

That’s why Gabriel Abernathy dared to fake his death.

"I once suggested that while everyone is heading to Swimming City, we should seize the opportunity to attack the West Sea and eliminate the problem!" Gabriel Abernathy said with pride: "How about that, is it worth your cultivation?"

"Good, contact me if there’s anything."

Julius Reed let out a long sigh of relief.

The West Sea is a trouble.

However, having seen the combat strength of those knights under the palace, he knew that The North Sea was much stronger than it appeared from the outside.

When the snipe and clam contend, the fisherman benefits.

After hanging up the call, Julius Reed noticed that he had an unread text message.

The time was five minutes ago, probably while he was casually chatting with Jex Kensington.

"Hidden Tennyson Villa is surrounded by masters, and Terry Moore and I dare not act rashly. Their banner bears a character ’Emperor’."

It was a message from Karen.

Emperor?

Could it really be Emperor Little Sister?

If it is Emperor Little Sister, then what Elwood Thorneycroft said must be true.

Quella Radcliffe is not in danger.

"Continue to closely monitor, and report immediately if there’s any situation."

After sending the message, Julius Reed left Righteous Mansion with big strides.

But just as he stepped out of the door.

He saw a group of people approaching from not far down the street.

Leading them was a woman.

The woman rode a horse, dressed in plain clothes, with a white cloth wrapped around her head.

Clearly, someone in her family had died.