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Chapter 1172: Chapter 1172: Mistaken Identity
"What do you think our Holy Master is doing right now?" Elaenor Wood didn’t care about the surrounding gazes.
In his perspective, the martial arts world was not much different from the jianghu he used to be part of.
Everyone had their own motives, and murders for loot happened from time to time.
But the strong always prevail!
Wherever it was, that was the truth.
Fairness never existed.
With the Divine Dragon Tripod appearing in Shadow Gate, and Cook’s City as the frontline city, it would definitely attract a large number of people from the martial arts world.
That was perfectly normal.
Do not offend me, and I will not offend you.
Elaenor Wood ignored their gazes and casually chatted with Zain Ellsworth next to him.
"Holy Master... I don’t know the Holy Master, so it’s hard to guess what he would be doing here," Zain Ellsworth answered truthfully.
According to his guess, the Holy Master should have been in a mansion in Gonzalez City.
But Elaenor Wood flatly asserted that the Holy Master was definitely in Cook’s City.
And Zain Ellsworth didn’t know much about Julius Reed, only hatred!
Deep-seated hatred!
He had guarded Boulevard Mountain all this time, and only upon descending did he hear that Medicine King Valley had been annihilated.
And his fellow disciples had also tragically died at the hands of the enemy’s staff!
Mad Dragon...
Holy Master!
These two who bore deep grudges against Medicine King Valley were actually the same person!
Every time this name was mentioned, Zain Ellsworth felt a surge of anger.
He just hated that he had no way to exact revenge.
"You can’t go on like this," Elaenor Wood said with a smile and a shake of his head, very casually, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be invincible. If you don’t even understand this person’s character or his methods, how will you take your revenge?"
"I understand!"
Zain Ellsworth said softly.
"You don’t understand."
Elaenor Wood sighed and said, "To kill the Holy Master, our Pendleton Alliance has toiled generation after generation, pouring blood, sweat, and tears into coming up with this plan. Only by mastering the Holy Master’s character and knowing his methods can we finish this game."
"Hello there, Steward!"
Just then, a voice called out.
The two paid no heed.
In Cook’s City, they knew nobody, let alone a so-called steward.
It was probably meant for someone else.
After all, in this desolate city, many warriors from the martial arts world were present.
"Calling you! Playing deaf?"
After the man spoke, he quickly stepped in front of Elaenor Wood, his face mocking.
An ordinary person, a completely talentless ordinary person, was walking openly on the street after fooling the Starlight Group?
And he had an old man with him too.
A high-ranking officer from the Seven Clouds Academy!
The Steward!
A person who only used dirty tricks.
If only he could beat him up, not only would he make a name for himself in the Starlight Group, but the martial arts world might come to know his name too.
Making a name for himself!
A god-given opportunity.
Perhaps this was luck.
The whole city was looking for Steward Elaenor Wood, and he just happened to run into him!
"Are... are you talking to me?" Elaenor Wood pointed at himself, rather surprised, "We don’t know each other, right?"
He was new to the place, and aside from asking for directions at the entrance, he had only briefly interacted with someone.
He definitely hadn’t dealt with anyone else.
Especially not this man in front of him, who was a complete stranger.
"Don’t play dumb here with me! Steward, trying to pull more tricks?" the man scoffed dismissively, "Your tricks won’t work on me!"
Having witnessed Julius Reed’s shameless actions, the Starlight Group man had resolved long ago not to listen to anything the other party said!
"I think you may be mistaking me for someone else," Elaenor Wood said with a light chuckle, "I have neither kinship nor acquaintance with you, and I don’t even know what this ’Steward’ you’re talking about is."
"I ask you, are you Elaenor Wood?"
The man asked coldly.
"Indeed!" Elaenor Wood was somewhat surprised, but still nodded, "How did you know my name?"
Not many people knew the name Elaenor Wood.
Since being reborn from Boulevard, he hadn’t had contact with outsiders.
None other than, the Holy Lord, Zain Ellsworth.
"You even dare to admit it!" Seeing Elaenor Wood acknowledge his name, the man was taken aback, "You’re brave enough, but for killing my Starlight Group brethren, don’t blame me for being cruel!"
After speaking, he raised the hidden weapon box.
The mouth of the hidden weapon box aimed at Elaenor Wood!
If he pressed the trigger, he would surely become famous throughout the land!
"Is this old man by your side here to set you up?"
A smile appeared on the man’s face.
Whoosh!
But the hidden weapon box didn’t make a sound.
Zain Ellsworth kicked out, sending the man’s body flying back dozens of meters.
Clatter!
The hidden weapon box also fell to the ground.
After the man landed, he didn’t move at all and died.
That kick had broken all his ribs!
The organs were all pierced!
How could an ordinary person withstand a kick from the chief elder of Medicine King Valley?
"Completely absurd."
Elaenor Wood shrugged and slowly unfolded the white paper fan in his hand.
"Something seems off," Zain Ellsworth frowned, unable to tell what was wrong.
"Let it be, he was just a minor character, no need to waste time. Let us continue and see an old friend."
Elaenor Wood swayed the fan in his hand, strolling leisurely on the road.
"Hell! That old man is a master! No wonder he was so confident!"
On the abandoned street.
The Starlight Group members initially thought about rushing in to claim the credit, but after witnessing their comrade’s tragic death, they all stopped in their tracks.
"Quick, tell Mr. Fairbanks to bring a master!"
The leader waved his hand, and the rest quickly retreated, leaving only two to follow.
"This place has a nice view, shall we go up and have a look?"
When they reached the city center, Elaenor Wood looked at a dilapidated five-story building in front of him.
It seemed that this rundown building had a history of about fifty years.
It was the best-preserved and tallest building in Cook’s City.
Other buildings had already collapsed under the ravages of time and war.
Whoosh!
Elaenor Wood leaped and stood on the rooftop.
Overlooking Cook’s City.
Zain Ellsworth followed closely behind, guarding the Medicine God’s sides.
Glancing around, vistas of devastation unfolded.
"Cook’s City, how many years of history does it have?" Elaenor Wood asked.
"Sixty years ago, there was a war here, and due to its remote location, the city was abandoned," Zain Ellsworth pondered for a moment and replied, "It’s been very difficult for the residents. You know, three hundred years ago, this was one of the few bustling metropolises."
The history of Cook’s City was very ancient.
Although Zain Ellsworth had spent years in Boulevard, he had a fair understanding of the outside world during his youth.
"Three hundred years! Look at this place, everything has changed. And I, I have slept for more than three hundred years! A whole city has perished, yet I’m still alive." Elaenor Wood couldn’t help but sigh, "I really don’t know if this is good luck or misfortune."
If given a choice, he would rather have lived out his life smoothly.
But, there was no choice.
"There they are!"
At that moment.
On the streets of Cook’s City.
The Deep Cold troops directly drove into the city.
The man who had been beaten earlier, his nose wrapped in gauze, pointed with binoculars at the rooftop where Elaenor Wood was located, "General Black Tiger, it’s that man, he beat me up!"
"Hmph! Seven Clouds Academy killed my brother! These scoundrels, I will split them alive!"
On the armored vehicle, a brawny Caucasian man clenched his fists and roared, "Full speed ahead!"
