After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 329 - 302: High Years. He brought it upon himself! (15 more updates)

Chapter 329: Chapter 302: High Years. He brought it upon himself! (15 more updates)

Chloe took the bullet from Evan’s hand and pinched it between her fingers.

Her eyes were cold and clear as she stared at Calvin Lawson.

"I didn’t expect that."

Calvin was very surprised at this moment.

He looked at Chloe with a deeper gaze.

This girl in front of him made him rethink his assumptions about her.

Calvin pressed on his wound, looked deeply into Chloe’s eyes once more, then turned and leaped away, disappearing cleanly from sight.

The Slaughter Squad members regained their senses, looking at each other in confusion.

Soon after, the atmosphere became a bit tense.

"Commander, what about Miss Chloe Stephens...?"

Jimmy Turner stood emotionless in front of Chloe, with Evan and Henry Basil both stepping forward, forming a tight circle around her to protect her.

Through the crowd, Jimmy’s gaze still managed to land on Chloe.

"Only ancient martial arts experts could have harmed Calvin Lawson. The last time someone injured him was several years ago."

Chloe asked, "You’re not going to arrest us?"

"That feat just now should offset any wrongdoing."

Jimmy glanced at Evan one more time and silently left with his people.

Alex looked at Chloe, "They just left like that?"

"Better than erasing their memories."

"..."

That was the commander of the Slaughter Squad she was talking about so casually.

*

Chloe’s gaze fell on the drop of blood on the ground.

Walking over, she crouched down and dipped her fingers into the blood.

"That man just now was very formidable."

"He must be a monster that has lived for several hundred years." Chloe flicked the blood from her finger, displaying her revulsion.

Evan wanted to say that Chloe was actually much older than that man.

"Master, is that man we just encountered really hundreds of years old?" Mallory swallowed nervously, leaning closer to ask the question.

"Judging by his aura, he’s two to three hundred years old."

Alex also sniffed the aura but couldn’t smell anything other than the pungent odor of blood.

He thought about the man’s appearance, and how it didn’t resemble that of an old man.

*

After what had just happened, no one was in a mood to continue strolling around.

Although Jimmy had discreetly left with his people, Alex couldn’t help but remain uneasy.

If this incident were to harm the entire Stephens family, Alex would forever blame himself for not holding onto Chloe.

Evan decided to stay for a few more days, only returning to Herta Kingdom after thoroughly confirming that the saint witch was not an enemy.

As for Henry and Mallory, they would still need to stay at the border and carry out their mission.

*

They returned to the island once more.

Alex got into the helicopter, puzzled. He asked Chloe, "If you can use that space teleportation you mentioned, why do we need to fly back on a helicopter?"

"To shorten the distance."

"..."

He had asked a stupid question.

Throughout this journey, every thought and idea he’d had seemed utterly ridiculous.

Chloe fell asleep in the helicopter.

Alex turned back and saw the girl’s peaceful sleeping face, and couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

If he hadn’t witnessed it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed that such a frail body could contain such immense strength.

How blind the people of the Stephens family were before!

How could they think of such a person as worthless?

This time, Alex felt even more determined in pursuing his goals.

He wanted to become stronger.

In the situation that had just transpired, he didn’t even have the qualifications to stand in front of Chloe.

He could now also understand the helplessness that Adam had felt at the time.

Dragging his half-wasted ancient martial arts, he was so powerless even in protecting his wife and daughter.

*

Imperial Capital Hawthorne Family.

Steve Hawthorne’s cold and piercing gaze was fixed on Len Hawthorne who was talking to Kiera Herrington.

"Granny, let’s have a couple more doctors come and take a look."

"No need, no need!"

The kind-hearted Old Madam smiled and held her grandson’s hand, growing more delighted as she looked at him.

What a handsome face!

Even she, as an elderly person, felt her mood lifting just by looking at him.

"I know many divine doctors, let them come and take a look."

"Your grandmother naturally will have the Hawthorne Family’s doctors come and check on her. There’s no need for you to interfere."

Steve Hawthorne’s icy voice came from behind, and his undisguised disgust for his grandson was plain to see.

Kiera Herrington didn’t look at her husband and said to Len, "You are busy with your own affairs. Don’t run around for such trivial things. Next time it’s your birthday, Granny will go to your place to celebrate."

"He doesn’t have anything important to do. You still don’t know the good deeds he did in Lych City, do you? How nice, he exterminated a whole clan, not fearing that the negative energy would become even heavier and wipe out the entire Hawthorne Family."

Steve Hawthorne’s words angered Kiera Herrington, her smile vanishing from her face. "I am talking to my own grandson. If you don’t want to hear it, then leave. No one is forcing you to sit here and listen."

"This is my place. I can be wherever I want."

Ignoring Steve Hawthorne, Kiera Herrington said, "Granny is fine now. You go back first. Do what you should do and don’t mind what others say."

By "others," she obviously meant Steve Hawthorne.

Steve Hawthorne’s gaze grew even colder.

"Alright, you must call me first if anything happens," Len took out a secret manual for beauty cultivation from his pocket, "This is a great thing I got from someone else. Granny, use it. Next time we meet, you’ll be so young that you could be my older sister."

"Such a smooth talker," Kiera Herrington said, although her face lit up with joy as she accepted it.

*

Len Hawthorne sat in his car, puffing on a cigarette, and glanced at the majestic gate of the Hawthorne Family. He took out a lighter and lit the cigarette.

As soon as he lit it, his mobile phone rang.

It was Jimmy Turner.

"Your person appeared near the Judgment Hall."

"My person?"

"Miss Chloe Stephens."

Len Hawthorne chuckled. "Just before that, Little Chloe’s parents came to see me and asked me to stay away from the little girl."

There was no response from the other end.

Len flicked the cigarette out of his hand and it landed in a roadside trash can. "What do you think I should do?"

"You brought this upon yourself."

Upon hearing that, Len laughed again. "You’re right. I brought this upon myself."

After hanging up the phone, Len took out another cigarette, put it to his lips, and drove away.

He pretended not to have heard about Chloe Stephens appearing in Western Europe.

*

Coming out from the Dark City Entrance.

Chloe stood at the roadside waiting for Alex Stephens to come back with some food, and then he would drive her home in his car.

While waiting, someone walked up to her and stopped right in front of her.

Looking up, she saw Filbert Fisher.

Filbert Fisher frowned: "What are you doing here?"

At the same time, a car stopped behind them, and Ella Stephens, who had just gotten out of it, looked at Chloe in surprise before giving her a casual smile. "Chloe, what are you doing here? This isn’t a place for you."

Chloe ignored both of them.

Filbert Fisher’s frown deepened: "Your sister is talking to you. Didn’t you hear her?"

This overbearing tone, putting himself in the role of an elder, was repulsive.

Ella stood in front of her, smiling. "It’s okay. Chloe doesn’t like talking. She’s always been like this. Since she’s not feeling well, we should be more tolerant."

Her next words were even gentler. "Chloe, did you get lost? This place really isn’t for you. Let me take you home."

"Ella, don’t bother with her," Filbert Fisher grabbed Ella, looking at Chloe with disgust. "Chloe, I can never like you. Please leave here right away."

"Slap."

Mud from nowhere splashed all over Filbert Fisher’s face.

All eyes were on Chloe as she wiped her hands.

Their eyes widened.

The surrounding area was eerily quiet!