After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 554 - 518: How Did I Fall in Love? (1 Update)

Chapter 554: Chapter 518: How Did I Fall in Love? (1 Update)

"Look there."

The companion climbing the stairs bumped Shane Watsons.

Shane Watsons looked and immediately saw Chloe Stephens and Len Hawthorne.

You might not know Chloe, but you should definitely recognize Len.

All eyes around him were on him, and there was only one man capable of this.

Everyone was witness to the actions of the Slaughter Squad in Sheffield City.

The killers of his father were not only from the Stephens Family, but also the Slaughter Squad.

This caused Shane Watsons to be filled with hatred whenever he sees anyone from the Slaughter Squad.

He wanted nothing more than to eliminate Len, the leader, on the spot.

Ian Watsons led several people from the Watsons Family to participate in that war in Sheffield City, but none came back alive.

The bodies of several people couldn’t even be found.

How could they bear such a huge grudge?

The disciples who came out with Shane Watsons were all descendants of the group that followed Ian into Sheffield City.

Feeling the surging killing intent behind her, Chloe Stephens looked back.

Several youngsters were staring coldly at them as if they were about to lose control at any second.

"The Watsons Family?" Chloe asked Len.

Len leaned back in his chair and nodded. "Shane Watsons, Ian’s son. His mother is from the Fisher Family."

Chloe nodded slightly.

Shane Watsons was not a reckless person, but he would lose his composure upon seeing Len.

Shane Watsons stood in front of Len with a cold look in his eyes. "I know the Slaughter Squad killed my father. I promise the Watsons Family will not forget this vendetta."

With such threatening words released, the disciples were all glaring at Len resentfully.

As if the Watsons Family hadn’t done anything wrong, it was as if Len had killed for no reason.

Len appeared to find it interesting. "We, the Slaughter Squad, will also remember the deeds of the Watsons Family. If I catch you someday, I’ll arrest even Blake Watsons."

"You..." Shane Watsons was so angry that he wanted to take action.

"Whizz!"

A spoon and fork flew over.

"Ah!"

Shane Watsons dodged, avoiding the attack of the spoon and fork.

He managed to dodge, but the disciples behind him were not so lucky. They were directly pierced through their arms, the spoon and fork continued flying, drilling into two walls before stopping.

Shane Watsons quickly looked at Chloe Stephens. "Are you from the Stephens Family?"

Chloe Stephens didn’t say a word.

Her silence was as good as a confirmation.

It made the Watsons disciples’ faces turn cold, and they turned their resentful gazes toward her.

"All of the Watsons Family died at my hands. Seek vengeance from me if you have any."

The girl’s tone was cold. The words she said hit them hard in the chest.

The Watsons Family was killed by her?

Are you kidding me?

Those who were taken out by Ian were the top experts of the Watsons Family.

Unless they reached Len’s freakish level of cultivation, there was no way they could be annihilated.

Was there a top expert in the Stephens Family, as they suspected?

But matching this with the girl in front of them felt discordant.

So they were only shocked for a moment before reacting. Chloe Stephens was just lying, merely attempting to take the arrow for that freak Len.

Don’t even consider her being able to do that.

Shane Watsons clenched his fists, not taking Chloe’s words to heart, and kept his icy gaze on Len.

"There’ll be a day when I’ll eliminate you with my own hands. If you’re a man, don’t use the betrothal gift method."

Len couldn’t help but laugh. "You’re not worth me resorting to such a disgusting method."

Although Shane Watsons was furious, he had some understanding.

As long as Len gave up using such a despicable method, he could upgrade himself in a short period of time.

Shane Watsons swallowed his anger and turned around to leave.

When the man left, Len looked at Chloe Stephens with narrowed eyes.

Chloe Stephens took up her spoon and fork slowly to eat again.

"Little Chloe, you’ve got some rice on your mouth," a large hand stretched out, scraped her mouth, and caused a faint electric current.

Chloe suddenly looked up.

Len Hawthorne’s hand only had a bit of oil stains, there were no grains of rice on it.

Chloe Stephens furrowed her eyebrows, looking at him.

As if to ask, what’s the meaning of this?

"Little Chloe doesn’t need to carry this blame for elder brother, Watsons Family isn’t the Hawthorne Family," Len Hawthorne leaned back, his posture somewhat leisurely: "Don’t blabber in the future, this kind of thing, elder brother can still carry the blame."

"You like to carry the blame."

"Not exactly," Len Hawthorne leaned forward with hands on the table, looking at her. His phoenix eyes were filled with a strong joviality that could overpower someone. "It also depends for whom I’m carrying the blame."

Chloe Stephens gazed at him in silence for a moment before silently turning away: "The people were handled by me."

"The Slaughter Squad are accomplices, and broadly speaking, it’s also me who took action," Len Hawthorne raised his hand to flick lightly on her forehead, "Little Chloe, this isn’t a good thing, is it necessary to argue with elder brother over it?"

"You also know this isn’t a good thing, so why are you arguing with me?" Chloe Stephens ignored the slight pain on her forehead and looked deeply at him.

"Can we not discuss this topic for now," Len Hawthorne gave a somewhat helpless smile, "you’re making elder brother feel like he’s a little kid."

She loves to quarrel with people over victories and defeats.

Chloe Stephens continued to eat coldly.

She raised her head to look at him, and a cursing phrase flashed through her mind.

Thinking of the evildoer who kept looking at her, Chloe Stephens swallowed her words back.

Len Hawthorne kept looking at her while his mind was filled with the scenes from the dream.

He raised his hand to press on his eyebrows, but the image still wouldn’t fade away.

After that incident, he started to suspect that something was wrong with him.

*

The two people left the dining hall without any specific place to go to.

They got in the car and headed back towards the Slaughter Squad.

Upon arriving back at the temporary apartment, Chloe Stephens took out black cat and placed it before her: "Why did he have to do this."

"Meow."

Chloe Stephens narrowed her eyes, "Impossible."

"Meow meow..."

"Even more impossible."

"Meow."

"I’m underage."

"Meow!"

Chloe Stephen’s face got colder, "I won’t do such a ridiculous test."

"Meow meow!"

This time, Chloe Stephens directly picked it up and held it before her eyes, "What are you saying."

"Meow..." the black cat drooped down its head, not daring to say anything unnecessary.

Chloe Stephens felt that discussing with this stupid cat was an absolute insult to her intelligence.

She tossed the black cat aside and dialed Evan Taylor’s number.

Evan Taylor was slightly surprised when he received her call, "You... Why are you calling me so late, do you have something to talk about? Is everything alright in the Imperial Capital?"

"There’s something, I need your opinion."

"Please speak!"

Listening to the seriousness of Chloe Stephens’ tone, Evan Taylor also became serious.

Chloe Stephens paused slightly and then said, "There’s a person who is inexplicably good to me. He is even willing to take the blame for my wrongdoings, what do you think this implies?"

"Ah?"

Evan Taylor was truly shocked by this.

So!

The ancestral god really fell in love!

No, no....how did it turn into falling in love?

"A...ancestral god... Are you in love?"

"No." Chloe Stephens gave a stern face but then showed some confusion, "You may not know this feeling, the things he does...it seems very natural, and both the person and his actions seem somewhat familiar to me."

It was as if, he had also done many things for her in the past, but she had only forgotten this segment of memory.

She didn’t feel any happiness.

All she felt was a certain discomfort.

Evan Taylor was very lost on the other side, "Could it be your illusion?"

Chloe Stephens felt once again that speaking to Evan Taylor about this was a mistake and emotionlessly said, "Just pretend I didn’t mention any of this."

Having stated that, she hung up the call.