Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 777: Marshall Tyler’s Scheme

Today, an unexpected visitor arrived at the Clifford Family mansion.

In the great hall, the Second Elder of the Clifford Family, ’Chani East’, watched the young man in white before him and asked directly: "I heard from my subordinates that... you know where the man who killed our family’s Young Master is?"

The young man in white casually glanced at Chani East, "You are the Second Elder of the Clifford family? I apologize, but I am here for your Clan Chief. I will speak when he arrives."

"You!!"

Chani East’s face changed, and he growled, "Young man, do you think that you can meet our Clan Chief whenever you want? Take a good look at yourself first!"

Facing the furious Chani East, the young man in white remained calm and simply ignored him.

"Servant, show him out!"

Chani East, who was being ignored, grew angry and shouted.

Immediately, two guards from the Clifford family stepped into the hall, walked directly up to the young man in white, and made a gesture, "Please leave."

"Second Elder, let me remind you... after today, if you want me to come back, it won’t be that easily done."

The young man in white stared deeply at Chani East, then turned to leave.

"Don’t bother."

Chani East snorted.

When had he, Chani East, ever been disrespected like this by such a youngster?

Even if the young man did know where the killer was, for the sake of his own dignity, he was unwilling to let him stay here any longer. frёeωebɳovel.com

"Wait."

Just then, an old but loud voice rang from a distance.

Soon, an elderly man stepped in.

Following the old man was an old woman, trailing by his side.

"Clan Chief!"

Upon seeing the old man, Chani East’s face changed, and he quickly bowed in respect, cold sweat forming on his forehead.

"Get out!"

The old man, who was the Clan Chief of the Clifford family, ’Thru East’, barked with a solemn face.

At his words, Chani East’s face turned pale, but he obediently left.

As for the other two guards, they quickly followed Chani East out of the hall, retreating without any hesitation under Thru East’s stern gaze.

In a blink, only Thru East, the old woman, and the young man in white remained in the spacious hall of the Clifford residence.

"Clan Chief East."

The young man in white nodded at Thru East, his face calm as if he were facing not the chief of the famous Clifford family, but an ordinary old man.

"What should I call you?"

Thru East looked at the young man with a hint of approval.

"Clan Chief East, you may call me ’Marshall Tyler’."

The young man in white wore a faint smile.

"You are not from the Ancient Desert City?"

Thru East asked.

"No. I am from the ’Great Turdo Dynasty’, one of the Ten Southern Dynasties. I am here to participate in the ’Ten Dynasty Martial Meeting’ held by the Grimm Wolf Fortress."

Marshall Tyler did not hide his background because he knew even if he wanted to, this old man would quickly find out the truth.

So, speaking truthfully would be more conducive to his ’plan’.

"Hmm."

Thru East nodded and then said with his brows furrowed, "You just mentioned that you know where the person who killed my grandson is? Do you know him?"

These past few days, Thru East had been tormented.

Despite spending several days searching, his men could not find out who killed his grandson, which left him both angry and anxious. He wished he could personally go out and search.

A man brought news about the murderer of his grandson, and he hurried over.

"Yes."

Marshall Tyler nodded.

"As long as we can confirm that the person you speak of is the one we are looking for... within the capabilities of me and the Clifford family, we can agree to any one condition you have."

Thru East’s murky eyes suddenly shone, speaking straightforwardly.

"Clan Chief East, you are too kind. That being the case, I will not be modest."

Marshall Tyler smiled, he had been waiting for these words.

"Speak."

Thru East urged, his tone was full of urgency.

What he most wanted to do now was to ferret out the purple-clad boy who had killed his grandson, sentence him to an excruciating death, and make him wish he was dead.

Only then would he be able to vent his hatred!

"Clan Chief East, before I reveal that person, I want you to swear with the ’Thunder Tribulation’...",

Marshall Tyler looked at Thru East and slowly said.

Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by an old woman standing behind Thru East. The old woman barked out in anger, "Young man, you dare to threaten our Clan Chief? I think you’re just itching for a fight!"

Marshall Tyler ignored the old woman, looking seriously at Thru East, a smile playing at his lips.

Thru East raised his hand to stop the old woman, then looked to Marshall Tyler and ordered, "Continue."

"I ask for Clan Chief East’s understanding, as I’m also doing this for safety reasons... Also, I’m willing to swear in blood that if I fail to find the murderer of your grandson, may I be struck dead by the ’Thunder Tribulation’!"

Marshall Tyler declared solemnly.

Without waiting for Thru East’s response, he pricked his finger, letting a drop of blood ascend into the air, making his oath.

A moment later, nine thunderclaps boomed down from the sky, startling the whole Clifford Family manor while also reaching Thru East’s ears, a smile spreading across his face.

"Young man, you’re quite something... Since you’re showing such sincerity, just say it, what do you want me to swear using the ’Thunder Tribulation’?"

Thru East’s gaze rested deeply on Marshall Tyler.

"Clan Chief East is a man of few words, so I won’t beat around the bush... I would like for Clan Chief East to swear that as soon as I reveal the murderer of your grandson, you must hand over his ’Storage Ring’ to me untouched, and not retaliate against me by any means!"

Marshall Tyler stated explicitly.

"Deal!"

Thru East didn’t question why Marshall Tyler was interested in the ’Storage Ring’ of his grandson’s murderer. What he wanted to do now was avenge his grandson.

As for anything else, he didn’t care.

Quickly, Thru East pricked his own finger, and, following Marshall Tyler’s proposal, made a blood oath using the ’Thunder Tribulation’.

Soon after, nine thunderclaps echoed out once more, witnessing the oath Thru East had sworn.

"Now, you can talk, can’t you?"

Thru East looked to Marshall Tyler.

"Of course!"

Marshall Tyler nodded eagerly, continuing: "Clan Chief East, I have confirmed over the past few days... that the man who killed your grandson is my sworn enemy in the Great Turdo Dynasty! Like me, he also represents the Great Turdo Dynasty and came to the Ancient Desert City to participate in the ’Ten Dynasties Martial Meet’."

"His name is ’Wyatt Barnes’... Right now, he is living in the Water Fairy Pavilion in the outer part of the Grimm Wolf Fortress."

Marshall Tyler finished all in one breath.

After finishing, Marshall Tyler left without waiting for Thru East’s response.

As he walked out of the Great Hall of the Clifford Family Manor, a brilliant smile emerged on Marshall Tyler’s face. He muttered to himself, "Wyatt Barnes, you sure have the guts... You’ve just arrived at the Ancient Desert City, yet you’ve already provoked a behemoth like the Clifford Family! However, I still have to thank you, for helping me."

Now, Marshall Tyler felt as though he could already envision himself acquiring the severed piece of the Demon Sealing Monument from Wyatt Barnes.

Once he got his hands on that broken piece of the Demon Sealing Monument, his future would be bright.

"Young Marshall Tyler, I have to say, your plan is quite good... but, dealing with the Clifford Family is like courting a tiger - just because Clan Chief East won’t make a move on you doesn’t mean others won’t."

A chilling and raspy voice echoed in Marshall Tyler’s mind.

"Don’t worry, Elder Ghostly, I have a plan."

Marshall Tyler showed a face full of confidence.

After Marshall Tyler left, another tempest swept across the Great Hall of the Clifford Family Manor, moving all the furnishings into bizarre positions as paintings hung on the walls were knocked down.

"Wyatt Barnes? Grimm Wolf Fortress?"

As the violent aura emanating from Thru East gradually receded, the surges of fierce winds in the Great Hall slowly subsided.

"No wonder my Clifford Family couldn’t find you after searching a good part of the Ancient Desert City... So it turns out, you’ve been hiding in the Grimm Wolf Fortress."

Thru East’s eyes were shining coldly, ready to tear anyone to pieces.

"Clan Chief,"

The old woman, standing behind Thru East, spoke: "If the person who killed the young master is really in the ’Grimm Wolf Fortress’, I’m afraid you’ll have to personally go to the Grimm Wolf Fortress to get him."

Even it was only the ’Outer Fortress’ of the Grimm Wolf Fortress, it wasn’t a place where anyone could act recklessly.

Even for Thru East, the Chief of the Clifford Family, if he acted rashly in the Grimm Wolf Fortress without permission, he may risk his life!

The Grimm Wolf Fortress had its rules:

Any outsider who dared to harm a disciple or guest of the Grimm Wolf Fortress would be doomed to die!

Thru East did not respond to the old woman. With his eyes burning red, he left the Great Hall, departed the Clifford Family Manor, and set off in the direction of the ’Grimm Wolf Fortress’.

In the meantime, Wyatt Barnes, living in the Water Fairy Pavilion of the outer part of the Grimm Wolf Fortress, was oblivious to the impending danger closing in on him.

At that moment, he was standing outside the Water Fairy Pavilion practicing ’Nine Dragons Inch Flash’.

Of course, while he was practicing ’Nine Dragons Inch Flash’, he did not forget to hold the ’fragment of the Wind Realm’, simultaneously comprehending the ’Wind Realm’.

His ’Wind Realm’ continued to improve. He estimated that it wouldn’t take long for him to breakthrough to the ’Second Layer of the Intermediate Wind Realm’.

At that point, his strength would skyrocket, increasing by the power of ’ten ancient horned dragons’!

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Now, when Wyatt Barnes displayed ’Nine Dragons Inch Flash’, he could already manifest the second divine dragon. However, the second dragon’s body was not solid enough, its eyes not yet emerged, and it could not condense the ’Inch Flash’ for attack.

Not long after, Wyatt Barnes felt tired and stopped practicing.

Of course, it wasn’t physical exhaustion, but rather mental.

He could feel that even if he continued to train, there wouldn’t be any breakthroughs. On the contrary, it might backfire, so he decided it was time to take a break.

After taking a break, Wyatt Barnes left the Water Fairy Pavilion and started strolling around the Outer Fortress.