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Chapter 1147: Chapter 1147 Chess Player
When she heard this voice, Granny Xihua’s body trembled slightly.
She frantically stood up, tidied her disheveled hair, and respectfully bowed.
Facing the warehouse entrance.
"Subordinate Hanley, paying respects to the Vein Holder," Granny Xihua said solemnly.
"It’s okay, you are older than me, no need for such formalities in the future," a masked woman walked in from the warehouse entrance.
A white veil hung over the woman’s face.
Yet even so, it could not hide the delicately slim face beneath the veil.
"Hanley, why have you suddenly appeared?" Granny Xihua lifted her head, her tone carrying a hint of confusion.
At this time, Hanley, the Vein Holder, also known as Isabella Warm, should have been in the valley.
Her appearance in Gonzalez City was too dangerous.
"Devlin has betrayed us," Isabella Warm did not directly reply to Granny Xihua’s question but turned and looked at her. "I think you might have guessed. He instructed Horton Moore to plan this diversionary tactic, directly drawing Mad Dragon, our holy leader, to Medicine King Valley."
"Then, using the holy leader’s hand, he eradicated Eagle Vein, which had been lurking in Medicine King Valley for many years. At the same time, he also took the Cyber Army of Thunderpeak Hall from you. That was nearly a century of your effort."
"Devlin wants to establish his own faction. He, too, desires the Divine Dragon Tripod. Diverting the disaster to eliminate Eagle Vein was my arrangement. But taking the Cyber Army was his own scheme. He intimidated you with the Divine Dragon Tripod and took the opportunity to seize control of the army."
Isabella Warm spoke, her expression unchanging.
Very calm.
"You... knew about his actions?"
Granny Xihua was somewhat shocked and felt a tinge of loss.
"I lost."
She bowed her head, seemingly waiting for fate’s arrangement.
"I knew some parts, but not others." Isabella Warm pulled a small knife from her sleeve and, after gently pulling up her sleeve, sharply cut her arm!
"I will not interfere with your competition, but I hope you won’t lose too badly," she said, then raised her arm.
Granny Xihua, quite surprised, quickly crouched down, greedily opening her mouth to catch the blood, drop by drop.
Finally, after about ten drops of blood were consumed, Isabella Warm gently wiped her hand.
The wound miraculously healed.
"At Medicine King Valley, Eagle Vein has already proven with practical actions that the woman’s blood, combined with certain ingredients and the Divine Dragon Tripod, is feasible."
Isabella Warm turned, looking out over the barren grassland: "Now, I have brought that woman back into the valley. The reason for my presence here is simple."
She paused, then said, "The holy leader is in the Five-river Province. Night Fairy, under my plans, is currently being hunted by the holy leader. As long as we eliminate the other veins, we can solely enjoy the secret. By the way, there’s news that the Divine Dragon Tripod is at Shadow Gate. Now that your strength has recovered, you might try to see if you can retrieve that treasure from Devlin."
"Thank you, Vein Holder!"
Granny Xihua knelt on one knee, her tone devout.
"I’ve said before, you are old, no need for such formalities," Isabella Warm smiled and shook her head gently. "When you and Devlin united, although it was for the overall situation, I must remind you. You were emotional; he might not have been. Men, cannot be trusted."
After speaking, Isabella Warm, dressed in white like a fairy, disappeared among the wild grass.
As if she had never appeared.
In the warehouse, only Granny Xihua was left alone.
Her gaze was vacant, as if she was contemplating something.
After a long while, Granny Xihua picked up a cellphone.
And dialed a number.
"I need help," she said softly.
"Conditions," a man’s gloomy voice came from the phone.
"I can secure your position as king of the North Sea, and no one, including Baylor Davenport, can shake your position. You should believe that Thunderpeak Hall has the strength," Granny Xihua explained patiently.
"State your terms," the man’s voice came again after a moment of silence.
"Come with me to Shadow Gate and help me retrieve something," Granny Xihua spoke.
"Where shall we meet?" the man asked again.
"Middle-river Pier, the essential route from Gonzalez City to Shadow Gate. Bring your elite and make sure to get what I want."
"If I help you get the item, can Thunderpeak Hall guarantee the legitimacy of my rule in The North Sea?"
"Yes."
"When?"
"Tonight."
"Good. Granny Xihua, I hope you won’t disappoint me."
The call was terminated.
"Devlin, since you struck first, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
Years ago, for the greater good,
under the orchestration of Isabella Warm, the two joined together and had twin daughters.
But now, Devlin had disregarded the old affection.
Granny Xihua leaned against the wall, a chill flashing across her face.
Clang!
She fiercely slammed her golden staff down!
The cement floor of the warehouse cracked in all directions.
"Traitors must pay the price!" After saying this, she turned and left.
At this moment,
in The North Sea,
within a dense forest,
Town North King sat under a tree, twirling a branch in his hand, scribbling in the dirt.
"How do you plan to deal with Granny Xihua?" he asked nonchalantly.
"Since Granny Xihua has already approached you to use troops against me, I no longer need to consider old affections," said Devlin in black, standing beside the tree, pulling out a cigarette, "General, you don’t mind, do you?"
"Not at all, proceed as you wish."
Town North King kept his head down, his branch continuously moving.
"The item from Shadow Gate is very important to me. Besides, in Gonzalez City, my best friend, Fabian Percival, died at the hands of Granny Xihua. I must avenge him," Devlin lit a cigarette, took a gentle puff, and exhaled saying, "I swore in front of Fabian Percival’s spirit, I must personally kill Granny Xihua and avenge him!"
"Unexpectedly, Mr. Sima who is known as the chess player, is also a man of deep feelings and loyalty," Town North King lifted his head and chuckled, "A chess player, feeling sentiments toward a chess piece? Forgive my bluntness, but in my heart, you have always been a cold-blooded executioner."
"Even chess pieces can endear, can’t they?" Devlin smiled faintly, "Fabian Percival was a chess piece I played for many years. Moreover, he didn’t know that he was my chess piece."
"Even able to act against your own brother Zade Radcliffe, yet you harbor feelings for a stranger? Speak then, you have three minutes," Town North King glanced at his watch, continuing to write with the branch on the ground.
"I can have Kyler Reed kill Baylor Davenport, eradicate the last bloodline of the Davenport family. Then, when you kill Kyler Reed afterward, you can justly claim the throne of The North Sea under the guise of vengeance. As I know, aside from the Davenport family, you hold the highest standing in The North Sea," Devlin extinguished his cigarette, squeezing it in his hand.
"Why would Kyler Reed listen to you?" Town North King asked without looking up.
"Because, I am the chess player."
With that, Devlin turned and left, not even waiting for Town North King’s response.
He knew in his heart that the other party would agree.
"Really a deceitful person, and an arrogant one too."
Town North King stood up, breaking the branch and throwing it onto the ground.
Under the tree where he had just been sitting, a sentence was written with the branch.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
