Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 767 - Earrings_1

Chapter 767: Chapter 767 Earrings_1

Chapter 767: Chapter 767 Earrings_1

“How much was it that you wanted?”

Julius Reed asked with a smile.

“Three billion!

Right now!”

The bald man was somewhat displeased, “We clearly agreed on this outside, if you dare to renegade, I will immediately expose this matter to Medicine King Valley.”

“The money, not a dime.” Julius Reed spread his hands, “I’m not only not going to give you the money, but I’m also going to take something from you.”

“Are you fucking playing with me?”

The bald man’s face darkened.

But before he could even make a move.

Julius Reed pointed a finger at his wrist and directly snatched the long knife.

The knife in the bald man’s hand!

It was taken away in an instant!

Almost in the blink of an eye.

Whoosh!

The flash of the blade!

The bald man’s ear, with a ‘plop,’ fell to the ground.

“Hiss…”

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The bald man gasped sharply, trembling as he placed his hand where his ear used to be.

But there was nothing there.

Blood kept flowing out.

“You…”

Fear flashed through the bald man’s eyes, and he immediately yelled at the employees, “Chop him to death for me!”

Pain!

The throbbing agony.

When the ear was cut off, it was just a numbness.

But now, it was painfully unbearable!

“With these people?”

Julius Reed didn’t even pay attention to the little hoodlums behind him with knives.

“The head of Ghost Valley’s Young Master, I personally chopped it off.”

“What!”

The bald man was shocked, even forgetting the throbbing pain in his ear.

That’s impossible!

“Can’t hear clearly?

Then that ear of yours, there’s no use keeping it.”

Julius Reed shook the long knife in his hand!

Pff!

The bald man’s second ear was cut off once more.

“Ah…

Kill him!

Quickly!”

Blood immediately stained the bald man’s shoulders.

But what followed was a ring of cold sweat seeping out from his forehead.

The man was stunned.

Only to see Julius Reed constantly shifting positions!

One after another, streaks of cold light swept through the air.

“Whoosh!”

Seconds later, Julius Reed gently blew the blood off the blade.

Thump!

The six Ghost Valley Disciples all fell to the ground.

Dead!

“Now, it’s your turn.”

Julius Reed looked up, scaring the bald man into going weak at the knees, dropping directly onto the ground.

“Brother!

Don’t kill me!”

The bald man was no fool; a person with such formidable skills could kill him as easily as turning over his hand.

And recalling what Julius Reed had just said…

He was sweating profusely.

“Tell me, what is Ghost Valley’s purpose in coming to Medicine King Valley?”

Julius Reed thrust the long knife into the ground.

Only then did the bald man let out a long sigh of relief.

It seemed there was a chance for him to live.

“Ghost Valley…”

“You have only one chance, I advise you to think carefully before you speak.

Life doesn’t have do-overs.”

Julius Reed’s gaze was fixed intently on the bald man kneeling on the ground.

His tone was cold.

“It’s…”

The bald man’s face was pale, and blood from his ears kept dripping onto the grass.

His entire body was shaking from the pain.

“Ghost Valley…

The Valley Master of Ghost Valley wants to join forces with Medicine King Valley…

to kill a person named Julius Reed…”

The bald man clutched his pants tightly, his throat constantly writhing.

“Oh.”

Julius Reed bent down and lifted the bald man’s chin with his finger, “Did he offend you in any way that Ghost Valley wants to kill him?”

“It is said…”

The bald man’s mouth kept twitching, “It is said that the four War Gods and the Young Master, they all died at the hands of this person…”

“Abby Hawthorne wasn’t killed by Julius Reed.”

Julius Reed shook his head, “Your Ghost Valley can’t even be sure who killed whom, and you’re seeking revenge?”

“Impossible!

The intelligence we gathered said that it was Julius Reed who killed the four War Gods and the Young Master!”

The bald man said very firmly.

“Whether I killed Abby Hawthorne or not, don’t I know?

Someone else killed Abby Hawthorne, and you want to pin that on me too?”

Julius Reed was displeased.

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The thing he hated the most was being the scapegoat.

“What!

You actually…”

The bald man was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, his body shaking uncontrollably.

“I told you from the start.

But you didn’t believe me, and there was nothing I could do.”

Julius Reed felt helpless.

“Mr.

Reed, I didn’t know!

I really don’t know anything…

I haven’t even seen you before…”

The bald man had thought the other was joking, but now it seemed.

Not a joke at all.

Inside Ghost Valley, there was also suspicion over Abby Hawthorne’s death.

Because Abby Hawthorne’s body was directly pierced by the Soft Sword!

The technique was completely different from the rough and simple wounds on the others!

“Medicine King Valley, why would you ally with you?”

That was the question Julius Reed was most concerned about.

But it didn’t matter, Medicine King Valley might change leadership after tonight.

“Because we have…

we have something Medicine King Valley wants.

It’s a trade, a trade…”

The bald man hesitated, but then spilled everything.

He didn’t dare to conceal anything.

The Young Master of Ghost Valley had died at the hands of this young man in front of him; how could he be stronger than the Young Master?

In the hierarchy of Ghost Valley, the bald man was merely responsible for feeding the horses.

“You might not believe me if I say it, but recently Medicine King Valley has been concocting a unique medicine.

The Medicine King himself went into seclusion, and one of the ingredients is only available in our Ghost Valley.”

The bald man glanced at Julius Reed’s face, making sure there was no skepticism before continuing, “The rest, I don’t know…

Can you let me go…”

“What ingredient?”

Julius Reed looked at the bald man, his eyebrows slightly furrowing.

The Medicine King concocting medicine himself?

That was quite a secret.

According to Karen’s words, the Medicine King was in seclusion for his health.

To hide even from his own people, it must be a big deal.

“Blood…

Human blood.”

The bald man said trembling, “I really don’t know the rest!”

“You may go, I will let you get a head start of three hundred meters.”

Julius Reed waved his hand.

The bald man immediately turned around and ran off like a madman.

Being in the territory of Medicine King Valley, as long as he saw someone from there, he would be safe!

And he could even gain merit for it!

With that thought, a smile spread across the bald man’s face.

“Human blood?

That’s strange.”

Whoosh!

Julius Reed suddenly kicked the long sword at his feet.

The bald man in the distance stumbled and then fell to the ground.

His body was pierced straight through by the long sword.

After all that, Julius Reed straightened his clothes and returned to the thatched cottage.

“Where’s the person?”

Harvey Martin asked aloud.

“After some convincing from me, he left in shame,” Julius Reed answered with a smile.

“Brother Davenport, there’s something on your face…”

Terry Moore pointed at the few small spots of blood on Julius Reed’s face.

To kill was to kill; why never admit it?

“Oh, ketchup,” Julius Reed said indifferently, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped his face.

“Old Mr.

Carmichael, could you let me have a look at your earrings?”

The moment he saw the earrings, he knew they belonged to Isabella Warm.

South Sea pearls, extremely precious!

When Isabella Warm said she liked pearls, Julius Reed had two South Sea pearls that were tribute turned into earrings for her.

Such quality was absolutely unique in the world.

“Okay.”

Santiago Carmichael placed the two earrings into Julius Reed’s hand, remarking, “Three years ago, the owner of these earrings was being pursued and fled into a cardboard box I found.

Later, she ate a meal at my place, took off these earrings, and said they were invaluable…”

“Pursued?”

Julius Reed’s hand gripping the earrings suddenly clenched tight.

“Do you remember the exact day it was?”

“That…

”

Santiago Carmichael recalled for a moment and then said, “February 14th, because it was Valentine’s Day; I remember it very clearly, there were a lot of roses in the trash can.”

“February 14th!”

Julius Reed took a deep breath.

Three years ago, on February 17th, he went to the snowy mountain alone.

PS: During this extraordinary time, I caught a stomach flu, and in the afternoon, my fever reached thirty-nine degrees, and I dared not go to the hospital.

I had a fever at home all day.

Wrapped in a blanket, drinking water, feeling miserable.

I didn’t want to explain, but seeing everyone talking about my slow updates.

Diarrhea combined with a high fever, I really couldn’t pick up the keyboard…

Even writing now, I am simply forcing myself.

My head hurts terribly.

Sorry for not meeting everyone’s expectations.

I promise to make it up as long as the fever subsides.

I apologize…