After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 259 - 232: I never said I was a waste (4 more)

Chapter 259: Chapter 232: I never said I was a waste (4 more)

Noon.

Len Hawthorne picked up Chloe Stephens on time.

When the fried rice was served, Chloe couldn’t help but start eating.

"How long have you been without food?"

"Last night, the Stephens family told me to stay away from you."

"Huh?" Len Hawthorne was taken aback. "Stay away from me?"

"They probably think you’re a disaster in the making."

After all, the Taylor Family had been devastated by the Slaughter Squad.

Len Hawthorne braced himself on the edge of the table. "Little Chloe, do you think I’m a disaster too. So you’re planning on having this meal and then avoiding me?"

His smile was somewhat dangerous.

Chloe didn’t lift her head: "The Stephens family’s words have nothing to do with me."

She meant, why should she listen to the Stephens family?

The smile on Len Hawthorne’s face broadened. "Little Chloe has her own thoughts, that’s good."

She won’t be swayed by others.

"What’s the situation with the Synder Family?"

"We have already contacted the people from the Trial Court, and the results will be known soon. Once the compensation arrives, elder brother will treat you to a big meal."

"Make me a fried rice."

"No, you can’t eat too much," Len Hawthorne refused.

Chloe continued to eat quietly.

*

Len Hawthorne had to deal with the matters at hand. There were too many ancient martial artists distributed all over the Herta Kingdom. He also had to monitor those superpower users who were coming in and out of the border.

Len Hawthorne, the team leader, was indeed having a hard time.

Chloe stood in front of the grand building, watching the people coming in and out.

They were all dealing with network-related work.

The action personnel were intensifying their training on the other side.

People like them were always thinking about how to enhance their strength.

Chloe toured around and then left.

"Miss Chloe Stephens, Captain Hawthorne has asked me to escort you back to school."

"No need, I will just take a stroll nearby."

"But Captain Hawthorne has instructed us."

"Just say I made it difficult for you."

After leaving these words behind, Chloe walked away.

*

Riley Downing called Chloe to inform her that she was about to return to the Fisher family soon.

Chloe was not surprised.

"Once I return to the Fisher Family, I can often meet you, Sister."

"Be careful."

"I am in a great condition now, and my cultivation is increasing. Sister, you saved me. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life."

Chloe looked up and saw Emily Lynch getting out of the car in front of her. She said, "That’s it for now."

Emily Lynch had crossed the crowd in a few steps, attracting the attention of many men.

"Chloe."

"Miss Lynch."

"Why are you being so formal?" Emily Lynch said, "Greene Quincy’s injury is almost healed, my brother would like to invite you over for dinner."

"What’s the situation with the Lynch family now?"

"The Winston family in Lych City has stopped their attack; they haven’t made it to our main house, so we haven’t suffered any losses."

Chloe nodded.

"About dinner tonight?"

"I will be on time."

"Let me take you to school."

Emily Lynch invited Chloe into the car.

As soon as they got into the car, Chloe’s gaze swept in one direction with extreme sharpness.

Standing not far away by the glass of a small building, Travis Fisher frowned.

Was that a momentary illusion just now?

"Check who got into the car."

The person next to him took out a tablet, and in a few taps, entered a search status. He looked at the result, somewhat astonished: "it’s that waste from the Stephens Family who just returned."

Travis Fisher frowned even deeper.

Why would it be her?

"Why do they know each other."

Moreover, they seemed very familiar.

Their relationship did not seem ordinary.

"They must have met during their time in Mountain County."

"Just an ordinary little girl," Travis Fisher sneered, "No need to mind her."

"The Winston Family has stopped attacking the Lynch family, should we proceed with our next plan?"

"Let’s take action."

"Now?" The assistant was taken aback.

"Yes, right now."

Opportunities don’t always arise.

It is the best time to take action now while there’s no one around Emily Lynch.

The assistant left to make arrangements.

*

Feeling the pursuit from behind, Emily Lynch immediately changed her route.

She headed in the direction where more people were.

Those behind her seemed to perceive her intention.

As long as they were in crowded places, they wouldn’t dare to act.

But they wouldn’t let Emily Lynch escape in the car.

"Bang."

The wheel skidded. Something had penetrated it.

Emily Lynch abruptly turned the steering wheel, attempting to bring the car to a halt.

"Whoosh!"

Another force struck, causing the vehicle to levitate off the ground.

"Bang!"

Another loud noise.

Emily Lynch hit the car against the wall, forcing it to stop.

"Get off."

Emily Lynch protected Chloe Stephens’ head with her hand and took her outside.

In an instant, several men closed in on them.

They blatantly attacked Emily Lynch.

Their aim was to capture their targets.

Seeing their movement, Emily Lynch got a rough idea of what was going on.

"Who sent you?"

Emily Lynch pushed Chloe Stephens away and asked coldly.

The other side didn’t answer.

They reached out to grab her.

Emily Lynch shouted at Chloe Stephens: "Go quickly."

They wanted her.

Chloe Stephens stood aside, watching Emily Lynch deal with this group of people.

Several ancient martial arts experts attacked Emily in unison, making it more and more difficult for her.

Certainly, they would harm her sooner or later.

Emily Lynch had nothing for defense. When she left the Weston Family, she bumped into Chloe Stephens.

She had returned home to get some antidotes and poisons as precautions.

Emily Lynch was knocked to the ground and quickly got up.

Behind her, a cold wind swept over.

Oh no!

They had snuck up on her.

"Whoosh!"

A flesh tearing sound was heard, the scent of blood immediately following.

Emily Lynch looked forward, her eyes filled with surprise.

Chloe Stephens made a turn, piercing another person with a long pipe.

Seeing two people killed within a second, the others, pale-faced, looked at Chloe Stephens disbelievingly.

Isn’t she the trash from the Stephens Family?

Why does she know ancient martial arts!

"Who the hell are you..."

"You’re not that waste."

The voice of the two suddenly stopped.

The illusions swept across, silencing them.

Blood was splashed onto Chloe Stephens’ sleeves.

A thrust and yank, clean and efficient.

And terrifyingly powerful.

They didn’t stand a chance.

"Clang!"

Chloe Stephens dropped the pipe in her hand, wiping the blood onto the clothes of the men.

Coming out of her shock, Emily Lynch said with surprise in her voice: "So you... are not a waste. But why would the Stephens Family mistake you as such?"

"I never said... I was a waste."

Emily Lynch gave a bitter smile, "I originally thought that you only knew medical skills. However, it seems that your cultivation is even superior to mine... I guess I’m really getting old now."

"Do you know who they are?"

"I guess... the Fisher Family."

"You handle what’s left here. I’m leaving first."

Emily Lynch looked at the chaos before her and gave a bitter smile.

*

It took a few transfers before the call from the Western European courthouse finally reached Len Hawthorne.

Len Hawthorne sat on the sofa, his eyebrow raised. He asked lazily, "What’s the matter?"

The person on the other side faltered slightly when they heard Len speak in Chinese. "Could you perhaps speak in an international language?"

They didn’t understand Chinese.

Len simply didn’t bother with their request. He said, "You’re the one calling me and have the nerve to make demands? You’re pretty bold."

It was them who needed him, not the other way around.

The person on the other line, not understanding, sounded anxious.

After a while, another person picked up the call, "I’m Hobbs Ronald, the chief judge of the Judgment Hall."

Len Hawthorne smirked, a frosty glint dancing on his lips. "I’m Len Hawthorne."