After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 172 - 148: Etiquette, the Taylor Family Deserves to be Destroyed (2 updates)

Chapter 172: Chapter 148: Etiquette, the Taylor Family Deserves to be Destroyed (2 updates)

Sheffield City’s temporary stronghold.

Len Hawthorne stood under the white jade railing, answering a phone call.

The laughter in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a chill.

His thin, charming lips moved slightly, "The Taylor Family has quite the guts."

Shortly after that, Ethan Coates followed quickly, his gaze on Len Hawthorne more serious.

Ethan nodded to Len silently and turned to walk out.

Team members who had been waiting outside were already prepared.

As Ethan came out, they followed uniformly.

"First, drag out Bryson Taylor."

Ethan’s voice was deep, a stark contrast to his previous debauchery appearance.

The completely opposite temperament, the strong and unyielding air, only highlighted more distinctly.

Their position was akin to soldiers guarding the nation.

*

Chloe stood on the periphery, watching several unmarked cars leave in one direction.

Right after, the person who walked out came straight to her.

Between his slender knuckles, a cigarette, and a charming smile.

"What’s wrong with Little Chloe?"

"The items might be at Taylor Family’s research center."

Upon hearing the girl’s faint words, Len Hawthorne was slightly taken aback.

His Little Chloe was not some waste, she was very sharp, with a potential for detective work.

Ever since their Slaughter Squad received word of ancient martial artists causing trouble, they had been tracking them.

The first encounter with that thing was near the mountain county.

The second time was during a middle school student’s picnic.

"So, are you here to report to elder brother specifically?"

"Sort of."

"Little Chloe," Len Hawthorne’s voice was a bit lower, his phoenix eyes half-closed, "Don’t take risks doing this sort of thing in the future."

"They were after me."

So she was just doing what she was supposed to do.

The Taylor Family should be grateful that the Slaughter Squad existed.

With the squad researching these beasts, how could the Taylor Family still be left untouched?

Len Hawthorne thought so too. From his standpoint, more reason needed to be considered - first, being courteous then using force.

Procedures had to be followed.

His slender fingers delicately stroked the girl’s hair, slightly curling up a strand, as it gently slipped through his fingertips.

"Elder brother will solve it for you," Len Hawthorne bit the cigarette in his mouth, "But the skin elder brother wears now has to follow courtesy, otherwise, it will disrespect those guarding the frontier."

Chloe tilted her head up slightly, looking at the evildoer before her.

She nodded, he was right, people need to be courteous.

"So let others feel that the Taylor Family ought to be destroyed."

Faint words, like a judgment.

Judging the fate of the Taylor Family.

*

The Taylor Family.

Lily Taylor, who just returned not long ago, was still recuperating at home.

Receiving a call from Rosella Fisher, Lily, laying in bed, frowned slightly.

"Since you’ve finished the medicine I gave you, you might as well wait for death."

Lily Taylor was injured, and her tone was bad, not even bothering to deal with it.

Rosella Fisher, pale-faced and stiff from fear, trembling lips, "How could you do this to me?"

"It’s your greed, what does it have to do with me?"

Lily Taylor cut off the call.

Vincent Taylor walked in, just in time to see the action of throwing the mobile phone.

"Sister."

"Where’s dad?" Ever since Lily Taylor returned from the Slaughter Squad, her mood had been difficult to control and she’d show a bad attitude with hardly any provocation.

Vincent Taylor was already used to it, "They’re discussing your situation with the Family’s core members because of you."

Lily Taylor sneered, her voice a bit sharp, "I’ve brought so many benefits to the Taylor Family, are they going to turn against the family leader just for 10 billion gold? Are they even worthy?"

Vincent Taylor didn’t respond.

Lily Taylor looked up at him, "Weren’t you accompanying Mr. Crowley in the neighborhood? Why did you suddenly come back?"

"Last time Grandfather mentioned you," Vincent didn’t answer her, but said something cryptic, "He wanted you to get in touch with Morgan Crowley."

Lei Bao Hui immediately understood what he meant by "getting in touch."

He wanted her to get closer to Morgan Crowley.

If this had happened earlier, Lily Taylor would have agreed without hesitation.

However, she was still lying in bed, recovering from her injuries. Even with the Taylor family’s high-level medical skills, her wounds were not healing quickly.

These injuries made her agitated.

"How can I meet people in this state? The first impression won’t be good, and they probably won’t even look at me once."

"Morgan Crowley is pretty tricky to deal with. It’s better to recover first."

Lily narrowed her eyes, seeming to make a decision, "Bring me the concoction I cultivated before."

"Sis?" Vincent looked at her, surprised and disapproving.

Lily gritted her teeth, "I can’t wait that long, bring it to me."

"Using this will result in backlash..."

"I will suppress it with my own methods then. You don’t need to worry, just bring it."

*

Evening.

Stephens Family.

As night approached, a large meeting was held once again in Building 1.

Not only the core members of the older generation were present, but also those from Adam Stephens’ generation.

So many people entering Building 1 at the same time made them feel uneasy.

Many people were entering Building 1 for the first time.

It was almost a joke to say that.

Having lived in the Stephens family for so many years, many people entered Building 1 for the first time and saw the family leader and some elders for the first time.

Jeremy Jennings watched most people enter Building 1 and then turned to leave.

Since the day he was injured, he could only stand outside the building, and even entering the first gate had become a luxury to him.

Before the hidden attic in the Stephens family.

Jeremy Jennings went up with the key.

The guard who was stationed there immediately reached out to stop him, "Mr. Jennings, this is not a place you can enter."

Jeremy’s face changed.

It wasn’t like this before.

As an ancient martial arts expert in the Stephens family, people would always respectfully call him ’Master Jennings’ wherever he went and treat him with the utmost respect.

Now he was stopped from entering even the hidden attic.

These people weren’t taking him seriously at all.

It had always been survival of the fittest and the strong ruled in the world of ancient martial artists.

He didn’t realize this before, but since being injured, he had a deep understanding of it.

Restlessness took root and spread in his heart.

"Get out of the way."

"Mr. Jennings, don’t force us to take action."

The guard stepped forward, exuding an imposing aura.

With Jeremy’s current injuries, even fighting an ordinary person would take a lot of mental effort.

Let alone an ancient martial artist who had trained in the ancient martial arts.

Although these guards were very weak in his eyes, he could not even deal with one of them now.

The contrast made the indignation in his heart surge all the more.

He swallowed his anger and turned to leave.

Clutching the item given to him by Amelia in his hand, his gaze grew colder and colder.

*

Rowan was waiting outside for the meeting in Building 1 to finish when he suddenly received a message from Lily.

He glanced at the message and looked around. Besides him, there were only the other contenders for the inheritance.

None of these people were a match for him, which was why he was so carefree and had done nothing.

Putting away his mobile phone, he moved forward, lost in the darkness.

On the other hand, Chloe and Yvette Foster got out of the car.

There was no movement in Building 3, and apparently, no one was inside.

Yvette explained, "Something happened in the Stephens family today, and everyone rushed to Building 1."

Yvette was able to stay in Building 3 solely because of Adam Stephens.

For Buildings 1 and 2, everyone was prohibited from entering without the family leader’s permission. Even the Stephens family’s own members were not allowed to enter, except for the guards and important retainers.

Chloe glanced in the direction of Building 1 before withdrawing her gaze.

Today she decided to buy her own place in Sheffield City, considering it would be more convenient for refining medicine.

Maybe she would leave the Stephens family soon, so having her own house was necessary.