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Chapter 1006: Chapter 106 Interest
"Glug..."
Truman Ridge’s throat moved, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
It was due to both the pain of his severed hand and the fear in his heart.
His peripheral vision caught a member of the Ridge family sneaking away, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
But it would still take some time before the Elders Victor arrived here.
In that time, he had to stall Julius Reed.
Facing the man who had once been his benefactor, Truman Ridge felt nothing but hatred!
He knew without thinking that his hand was beyond repair; it couldn’t be reattached.
Having witnessed Julius Reed kill without blinking an eye, he now focused only on surviving and then seeking revenge!
"Ten seconds left."
Julius Reed turned around, looking at the panic-stricken members of the Ridge family at the doorway.
They wanted to run, but they felt an invisible restraint tugging at them.
It forced them to stand their ground, unable to move.
The Ridge family members were mere ordinary people; how could they resist a Grandmaster?
The disparity was not just like that of an ant trying to shake a tree or a mantis trying to stop a chariot; it was even greater.
"I say..."
Finally. 𝔫𝔬𝖛𝖕𝔲𝖇.𝖈𝖔𝖒
Truman Ridge took a deep breath, extremely reluctant to speak.
He possessed countless wealth and was accustomed to a life where others looked up to him.
Wherever he went, he enjoyed the highest glory.
In the Five-river Province, even the Boss would kneel before him and offer a cup of tea.
But now, at his own doorstep in front of countless clan members, Truman Ridge had one hand chopped off, lowered his noble head, and faced a stark threat.
He had no choice but to endure silently.
There was no other way.
"The woman who contacted me initially was named..."
He hesitated.
Ever since the chaos broke out in the Five-river Province and Julius Reed entered the capital, he had lost contact with that woman.
But Truman Ridge vividly remembered how terrifying the woman’s strength had been!
However, if he didn’t speak now, his people would die.
Lie?
Truman Ridge didn’t dare to take the risk.
Moreover, with Elders Victor there and the capabilities of the North Sea, which he had witnessed firsthand in the early hours, it was not inferior to that woman’s.
But he couldn’t figure out why two women, one mysterious, only making contact through the phone,
the other wearing a bamboo hat, daring not to show her true face.
Could it be that some women with special identities feared being recognized?
"What’s her name?"
Julius Reed furrowed his eyebrows, pressing the sharp edge of the sword against his neck: "Don’t mumble and waste time!"
"Her name is... Lillian Tompson."
The moment Truman Ridge’s words fell, he immediately felt a chilling sensation on his neck.
It seemed as if the cold blade had already pierced his skin.
"Say that again!"
Julius Reed’s voice was icy and bone-chilling: "Dare to lie, and I will exterminate your entire Ridge family!"
Lillian Tompson!
Wasn’t Lillian Tompson in the capital?
Now, she was serving by his side.
Could it be that Lillian Tompson had followed him all the way from Gonzalez City to the capital?
Impossible!
Lillian Tompson didn’t have the guts, nor would she dare to lie to him.
Even if she were to lie, she wouldn’t tell such a low-level lie.
But if Truman Ridge was lying, how did he come to know the three words Lillian Tompson?
The name of Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance’s Holy Lord’s personal maid was not something everyone knew.
This was Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance’s secret!
To know the name Lillian Tompson, he must have had contact with people from the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.
Truman Ridge himself definitely couldn’t have guessed it.
"Mr. Reed, I dare not lie..."
Truman Ridge fell to his knees with a ’thump,’ quickly using his intact hand to swear to the sky, "If I lie, may my entire family die a horrible death!"
A deadly oath!
He was truly panicked.
At a moment of life and death, there was no time for further thought.
Seeing Julius Reed’s reaction, Truman Ridge started to wonder if he had misspoken.
"How do you know, her name is Lillian Tompson?"
Julius Reed lowered his head, looking into Truman Ridge’s eyes as if to peer into his soul.
"It was... that woman, she told me herself."
Truman Ridge trembled all over, seemingly having forgotten the pain from his severed hand.
Large beads of sweat incessantly dripped from his forehead.
"So, have you heard his voice?"
Julius Reed pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed Lillian Tompson’s number.
"I have, we’ve had many phone calls."
Truman Ridge hurriedly nodded, his heart filling with even more confusion and fear.
He didn’t know why his answer had elicited such a strong reaction from the other party!
"Saint..."
A woman’s voice came through the phone.
"Is it this one?"
Julius Reed held the phone in one hand, his face expressionless as he looked towards Truman Ridge.
"You only need to answer me, yes, or no."
"No... not..."
Truman Ridge furrowed his brow, pondered for a moment, then spoke, "It’s not this voice."
"Saint, what’s the matter?"
Confused by the conversation she overheard, Lillian Tompson spoke from the other end of the phone.
"It’s nothing now."
Without waiting for Lillian Tompson to speak again, Julius Reed hung up the phone and sat back down.
Clearly, someone was framing Lillian Tompson.
The situation seemed to be getting more interesting.
"Mr. Reed... I didn’t lie! That person surely told me her name was Lillian Tompson..."
Truman Ridge hurriedly crawled in front of Julius Reed, pleading in agony, "I beg you, for the services I’ve rendered, spare my family, the Ridge Family, a way out!"
Minor impatience disrupts great plans!
The normally formidable Truman Ridge could only kneel at the feet of another!
But if he could survive this ordeal, he believed The North Sea would assist him in his revenge!
Then, joining forces, they would make Julius Reed have no place to be buried!
"I know you didn’t lie."
Julius Reed turned his head to look at him, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Telling one’s own name to others, now how foolish is that!
He’d briefly wondered if it could be a strategic ploy by Lillian Tompson!
But clearly, such a scheme would be too foolish.
Lillian Tompson wasn’t that stupid.
It seemed then that this mysterious woman knew Lillian Tompson.
Those who could mobilize the Wolf Cavalry and also knew Lillian Tompson were very few.
Almost a hand’s count could trace it back.
"That will be all for today, we’ll meet again."
Having obtained the answer he wanted, Julius Reed stood up and walked to the entrance of the hall.
Watching his figure, Truman Ridge breathed a sigh of relief.
Had he just easily passed the test?
Even sacrificing an arm would have been worth it.
"Mr. Reed, please take care. I will see you out."
Truman Ridge hurriedly got up from the ground, full of the joy of having survived a disaster.
"Back in Five-river Province, when you joined the Boulevard League, you wanted to put me to death. Is that right?"
Julius Reed suddenly spoke with his back towards him.
"This..."
Truman Ridge suddenly fell silent.
Flash!
A glint of cold steel flashed.
The elder son of the Ridge family, head fell to the ground.
Blood spurted three meters away, splashing onto Truman Ridge’s face.
The rest of the Ridge family members were all startled, their legs weak with fear.
"I am asking you a question."
Julius Reed held the mighty Great Mountain Night Sword single-handedly, blood slowly gathering at the tip of the blade.
Then, it dripped onto the ground.
Thump!
The headless body fell.
"Gurgle..."
Truman Ridge’s throat moved, but he didn’t know what to say.
Flash!
Another sword!
Clang!
The second son of the Ridge family, head fell to the ground.
His eyes still showing a look of horror.
"That was the interest."
Having said that, Julius Reed, holding his sword, strode away.
