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Chapter 1103: Chapter 113 Secret Weapon
"Sister!"
Thump!
In Gonzalez City, inside the western-style house.
Aron Jackson, leading Templeton Lena and others, knelt straight before Lillian Tompson.
"We are all ordinary people. If we really encounter danger, we definitely can’t stop it, nor can we protect my sister-in-law! Rather than dying here, we’d rather die by the boss’s side!"
Aron Jackson looked at Lillian Tompson, his eyes red and his fists clenched.
He swallowed hard, lifted his head, and said through gritted teeth, "Sister, please take care of things here! Only you can keep my sister-in-law safe! I will take them to find the boss. Even if it means death, we will die by the boss’s side!"
"Please!"
Swoosh!
More than a dozen people knelt before Lillian Tompson, bowing deeply.
"If we can’t make it back, please tell Boss Davenport that, in our next lives, we’ll still be his employees!"
Aron Jackson placed his hands on his face and wiped away his tears.
"Farewell!"
After speaking, he bit his lip and turned to leave.
"Wait." 𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝒎
Lillian Tompson, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly called out to them.
"Sister, our minds are made up!"
Aron Jackson turned back, his eyes red as he spoke.
"Your going serves no purpose," Lillian Tompson said as she sat on the sofa, legs crossed.
In her hand, she held a cigarette.
She didn’t like to smoke, or rather, she was very weary of it.
But after hearing that Julius Reed, with his sword alone, had gone to Medicine King Valley, she silently took a pack of cigarettes from Aron Jackson’s pocket.
And thus, she lit one.
Occasionally, she took a puff.
Until it burned out.
The Saint Master, still that same Saint Master.
Full of dragon’s courage!
Yet ahead, clearly, some people have spread their net, waiting for him to walk into it.
Lillian Tompson was very worried and anxious.
But she didn’t show it.
From their short interaction, she knew that Julius Reed’s abilities had not yet recovered.
This journey was fraught with crises.
"Stay home in peace. If you die, he will be very saddened," Lillian Tompson pressed the cigarette into the ashtray and took out her mobile phone.
After a brief hesitation,
She dialed a mysterious number.
"Sword lunatic, haven’t you always wanted the bracelet on my wrist? Now, I can give it to you."
Lillian Tompson looked at the bracelet made of dark beads on her wrist, a bitter expression fleeting across her face.
"Oh? Miss Tompson, as far as I know, if you were to remove that dark gold bracelet, it might endanger your life. What matter is so important that you would put your life aside?"
A voice, icy to the extreme, came from the other end of the phone.
"I’ll ask you only once, do you want it or not?"
Lillian Tompson said coldly, "If you do, take your disciples to Medicine King Valley and help me save someone. If not, I’ll hang up now."
The dark gold bracelet was fashioned by Julius Reed himself while touring the world, made from the finest dark wood beads.
Dark wood beads thrive in shadow and grow in the darkest and dampest places.
And the beads on this bracelet were even harvested from places of extreme yin, making them extraordinarily difficult to collect!
After the harvest, Julius Reed used a variety of rare herbs to soak and refine them into treasures with powerful yin properties.
In her younger years, Lillian Tompson had studied dominance.
Domineering meant being extremely yang and extremely firm.
It’s difficult enough for male martial artists to withstand, let alone a woman like Lillian Tompson.
Ever since she reached grandmastership with her domineering techniques, strange symptoms started to manifest in her body.
It was precisely because Julius Reed personally crafted this bracelet for her that she was able to suppress the side effects brought by her domineering techniques.
Yin and yang.
Counteracting the damage her domineering techniques did to her body.
If she were to remove the dark gold bracelet, Lillian Tompson’s body would gradually be harmed by the overly yang nature of her domineering techniques.
There might not be a problem in the short term, but if it went beyond two days, her body would suffer severe discomfort.
But now.
Lillian Tompson had no choice.
For Julius Reed, she was perfectly willing to die.
If the Saint Master were still in his prime, how could he allow these miscreants to run wild?
"Deal! I hope you won’t regret it."
On the other end of the phone, the voice spoke with utter indifference, "Now, I will immediately send someone to find you. As for Medicine King Valley, I will dispatch four sword attendants. Even the Medicine King must give Lowell Tennyson some respect!"
"Good!"
Lillian Tompson took a deep breath and said, "Remember, the person’s name is Mad Dragon."
She knew very well that Nelson had been captured under the guise of being Mad Dragon’s fiancée.
That meant Julius Reed must also be going to Medicine King Valley under the guise of Mad Dragon.
"Very well, wait for my good news!"
With that, the phone call was terminated.
Lowell Tennyson.
One of the hidden sects.
Sole practitioners of Sword Dao.
The person she was speaking with was named Sword Enthusiast.
One of the five elders of Lowell Tennyson.
Sword Enthusiast’s son had been injured by the extremely firm and masculine Sword Qi from secretly learning the highest martial arts of Lowell Tennyson.
He could only spend his days in an ice cellar.
Sword Enthusiast had coveted this bracelet more than once.
But Lillian Tompson belonged to Demarco Mount, and Sword Enthusiast had always dared not act rashly.
Now, at last, the two parties had reached a transaction.
"Rest assured, he will be fine," Lillian Tompson stood up. She was about to return to her bedroom when she suddenly turned to face Aron Jackson and the others, "Remember my words. Stay in Gonzalez City and don’t add to his troubles. Otherwise, you won’t die at the hands of enemies, but at my hands!"
Whoosh!
Having said her piece, Lillian Tompson firmly closed the door behind her.
Leaving Aron Jackson standing there, dumbfounded.
"We..."
Templeton Lena looked at Venassa Pine, somewhat at a loss.
"Listen to Miss Tompson. Her concern for Boss Davenport far exceeds ours!"
Aron Jackson stamped his foot and clenched his hands into fists, "I only hate my own incompetence! Unable to help Brother Davenport!"
"Listen to Miss Tompson!"
Templeton Lena patted him heavily on the shoulder and said no more.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Quella Radcliffe’s fingers moved slightly.
...
The martial world, silent for many years, was turned upside down by a piece of news!
The Medicine King personally issued an invitation, to share the Divine Dragon Tripod with the entire world!
Originally, this was a secret known to but a few.
Everyone knew that Seven Clouds Academy possessed treasures, and so did Mad Dragon.
But nobody knew exactly what those treasures were.
The true understanding of the Divine Dragon Tripod was held only by Shadow Gate, which had betrayed Seven Clouds Academy and established itself independently, and organizations such as Deep Cold and the Bosses.
Now, everyone was aware.
The secret of the Divine Dragon Tripod, the enigma that had puzzled the martial world for years.
On this day, it was completely unveiled and exposed for all to see.
For Deep Cold and Shadow Gate, it didn’t really matter.
They had tried, indeed, but failed to obtain the Divine Dragon Tripod and to kill Mad Dragon and Julius Reed.
In fact, if it hadn’t been for the cooperation between the East Asian Ninja Master and the Marshal, Deep Cold might have never known that Divine Dragon Tripod was still connected to Julius Reed.
For these organizations, having Medicine King Valley take the lead to seize the Divine Dragon Tripod was a good thing.
After all, the Medicine King had already stated in his declaration that once the Divine Dragon Tripod was in hand, it would be shared with everyone.
No one could monopolize it.
However, for Thunderpeak Hall, it was nothing short of a disaster!
Granny Xihua wanted to enjoy the Divine Dragon Tripod all to herself!
Now, her own secret was nakedly exposed to everyone.
Moreover, Medicine King Valley had even taken Elwood Thorneycroft.
If Devlin hadn’t switched out the Crown Prince in time, the one abducted would have been the girl they had spent a fortune to protect.
"Devlin!"
Thunderpeak Hall’s covert base was established within Gonzalez City.
Granny Xihua sat on the throne, gripping the Boss’s golden staff tightly in her hand.
"Go, bring back the Divine Dragon Tripod! Let the worthless rabble of the martial world witness the true power of Thunderpeak Hall!"
As she spoke, her expression was filled with fervor.
"Really, shall we deploy our secret weapon?" Devlin stood below, hesitant, "Isn’t it a bit too early?"
"Now!" Granny Xihua took a deep breath, her eyes burning with desire, "I can’t wait any longer."
