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Chapter 883: Chapter 883: Martial Arts Association
Julius Reed, who had wanted to enjoy a world of just the two of them with Quella Radcliffe in the capital, now faced a room full of women.
His feelings were complicated.
A garden full of spring should, theoretically, be every man’s ultimate dream.
But truly, from the bottom of his heart, he could not feel happy at all.
A room full of women was a room full of trouble.
"I’m going out for a smoke."
Julius Reed looked at Nelson in front of him with an air of helplessness.
"When did you learn to smoke?"
Nelson asked without avoiding the strange looks from Quella Radcliffe standing behind her.
That tone...
"Now!"
Julius Reed took a deep breath and strode out of the house.
Sticking around for much longer, he felt, would lead to trouble.
He truly hadn’t expected that Isabella Warm’s dagger would end up being connected to the Huntington family.
The waters of the capital were indeed murky.
"Mr. Reed, you are here..."
Beckett Carmichael, who was strolling around the courtyard, noticed Julius Reed and briskly walked over.
With eager attention, he said, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
He had received reports from the bodyguards at the door that several women had visited the house that day.
Each was a beauty as exquisite as a celestial being.
"What do you know about Itai Huntington’s situation?"
Julius Reed looked at Beckett Carmichael with a serious face, his mind filled with the words recently spoken by Itai Huntington.
The Huntington family, could it really be connected to Levis Corporation?
How did Isabella Warm’s dagger end up in Darrell Huntington’s hands!
And it had been several years ago!
Back then, he was the revered leader of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, and Isabella Warm was not being hunted down!
"I’ve heard some things."
Seeing the solemnity of Julius Reed, Beckett Carmichael refrained from joking around.
"That year, when the Huntington family cast that mother and daughter out, it was well-known throughout the capital."
He shook his head and sighed, "To be honest, I understand Darrell Huntington’s character, extremely cruel!"
"Find out! I want a clear result! Don’t overlook any detail."
Julius Reed’s hands were in his pockets as he gazed at the distant sky.
The setting sun had begun to fall, and the sky was gradually darkening.
"Okay! I’ll get someone on it right away!"
Beckett Carmichael nodded his head with a touch of confusion, "What is this about...?"
He couldn’t understand why Julius Reed, having just turned the Huntington family upside down, was now seeking to investigate them.
"Figure it out clearly, then I will tell you! Especially about the so-called stolen treasures of the Huntington family back then."
Remembering the recent events and combining them with the call from the Red Widow,
Julius Reed took a deep breath, frustrated and confused.
But the more it was times like these, the more he had to remain calm.
He must not make mistakes!
"Understood!"
Beckett Carmichael nodded and quickly departed.
...
Nathaniel City.
Lighting Building!
This is the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association.
It is also a landmark building in Nathaniel City!
As soon as you enter the city area of Nathaniel City, you can see the towering Lighting Building piercing the clouds!
Located in the northwestern part of the Huaxia Plate on the Eastern continent,
this place has developed transportation and the people live a prosperous life.
Because of the presence of the Martial Arts Association, every person in Nathaniel City practices martial arts.
Martial arts schools are everywhere!
It has been investigated that in the population of over ten million in Nathaniel City, there are more than three hundred martial arts schools.
Martial arts enthusiasts from around the world come here as a pilgrimage!
One might say that the Lighting Building is the holy land!
The holy land for martial artists!
Entering it is an honor they pursue for a lifetime.
At this moment.
The thirteenth floor of the Lighting Building.
The senior members of the Martial Arts Association sat in the conference room, the atmosphere heavy.
"Any results?"
In the center of the conference room, a middle-aged man with a crew cut spoke.
He wore the black uniform of the Martial Arts Association with a six-star badge on his chest.
His expression was stern, his tone carrying a hint of anger.
"President, the official investigation report’s conclusions are..."
In the meeting room, someone stood up, holding a paper in their hands.
"Read it!"
Jerry Anderson barked sharply.
He was the President of the Martial Arts Association and also a six-star powerhouse globally recognized by martial artists.
At least under the light of day, the recognized martial artists who had reached six stars numbered only three.
Last night, he received terrible news!
Jasper Leopold, who had gone to support the Huntington family, met with misfortune.
None of his companions survived!
It was a disgrace!
A disgrace to the Martial Arts Association!
The incident spread across the world almost overnight.
Countless eyes were watching the association, waiting to see how they would respond!
"The official report concludes that Director Leopold and his companions encountered a landslide and unfortunately perished."
The man read out loud.
A silence fell upon the meeting room.
No one spoke a word.
The atmosphere was oppressively somber.
"Give it to me..."
Jerry Anderson extended his hand, and the man immediately passed the report to him.
Rip!
After receiving the report, he tore it to shreds and crumpled it into a ball!
Then, he threw it fiercely away!
"Bullshit! Where are our investigation results?"
He looked at the man before him and roared, "I sent you to investigate last night! Speak!"
After learning of Jasper Leopold’s tragic death, the association had sent people to the scene overnight.
First, they retrieved the bodies of their fallen comrades, then secretly investigated the site of the incident.
They wanted to uncover the truth.
An accident?
Jasper Leopold’s head had been chopped off and sent to the Huntington Mansion!
Could that also be an accident?
This was an indignity!
An unprecedented disgrace for the Martial Arts Association over its centuries-long history!
A standing director’s position in the association was second only to the President and the Vice President.
In the outside world, directors were likewise revered as near-sacrosanct figures.
And now, a director had been killed in such an unclear and unjust manner.
This posed a strong challenge to the association’s centuries-old reputation!
"We conducted an overnight investigation last night and came to a conclusion."
Before the man standing before Jerry Anderson could speak, another director of the association, Heathcliff Abernathy, picked up a folder in front of him.
"The cause of the landslide was suspected to be orchestrated, and Director Leopold and the others were already dead."
Heathcliff Abernathy read the text, his brows furrowing tightly together, "They died cleanly. Except for Leopold, all were killed with a single strike! Our people didn’t even have a chance to react."
The room erupted in an uproar!
The members of the association’s eyes widened, mouths agape.
All wore looks of disbelief.
That was Jasper Leopold!
A standing director of the Martial Arts Association, a four-star peak martial artist.
The six-stars, few and far between.
The five-stars, as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
And as for four-stars, although slightly more common, there were no more than a hundred who wore the four-star badge!
Leopold was at the pinnacle of four-star martial artists, preparing to undergo assessment at the end of the year to join the ranks of five-star powerhouses.
This was a major event for the Martial Arts Association!
Even Jerry Anderson personally led the campaign, expending a great deal of effort to plan the ceremony for Leopold’s ascent to a five-star powerhouse.
But now, the grand drama was dazzlingly performed.
The main character was no longer of this world.
An enormous irony!
"Someone actually dared to kill one of our Martial Association’s people?"
Inside the meeting room, the members of the association spoke with shock in their voices.
Accustomed to the world’s adoration, they took it for granted.
After all, this Lighting Building was a sacred ground of martial arts!
But now, for the first time, someone had dared to strike at the association!
And they did so in a grand manner!
Not only did they wipe out many of their elite, but even a standing director of the association was brutally killed.
This instilled fear in the association’s members who usually felt no sense of crisis.
"Can we find out who did it?"
Jerry Anderson asked coldly.
