After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 584 - 548: Staying True to Oneself, The Shameless Hawthorne Family (1st update)

Chapter 584: Chapter 548: Staying True to Oneself, The Shameless Hawthorne Family (1st update)

On the morning of the disciplinary tribune’s day.

Chloe Stephens emerged from the Divinity Temple.

In the darkness, she saw a crimson dot.

The person in the darkness immersed themselves in their thoughts.

The footsteps did not make any noise for a while, Len Hawthorne snuffed out the yet-to-be-lit cigarette in his hand.

As Chloe looked back, she saw a momentary flash of cold sharpness in his eyes, but it quickly faded, and he returned to his usual expression, "Can we go now?"

Chloe nodded, walked to his side, and asked, "If this Punitive Expedition Conference leads to the disbandment of your Slaughter Squad, what would you do?"

Len Hawthorne fell silent for a moment and then replied, "The Slaughter Squad has accumulated too much resentment in the ancient martial world. It’s hard to say. There’s nothing constant and unchanging. Everything has its peak and decline. Faced with such a situation, all we can do is stay true to ourselves."

Perhaps they have fulfilled their duties.

Chloe Stephens remained silent.

The Slaughter Squad has many enemies. If everyone took advantage of this Punitive Expedition Conference to cause trouble, pushing the Slaughter Squad directly into the storm, their situation would be perilous indeed.

"You’re doing this to help the Stephens Family," Chloe said, following Len Hawthorne after he had taken a few steps.

Laughing, Len looked back at Chloe, "Little Chloe, why do you like taking on so many burdens? I never realized Chloe was so kind-hearted."

Chloe looked deeply into his eyes and said, "You’re the one taking on the burden."

Len Hawthorne waved and said, "Let’s go."

Imperial Capital.

The old public faction site.

One luxury car after another entered the vast arena, followed by a helicopter.

It had been several years since anyone had witnessed an event of this scale.

According to historical records, such an event had only taken place five or six hundred years ago during a different era.

Almost all the ancient martial families of the Herta Kingdom had arrived at the scene.

Pierce Stephens, wearing a somber expression, stood at his designated position, staring at the natural barrier in front of him.

This venue was specially designed for ancient martial artists to handle their affairs.

It had been so long since anyone had used this place that, although worn and tattered, it still retained some remnants of its former glory.

The Slaughter Squad arrived, and they not only had to stand inside, but they also needed to maintain order outside.

The Watsons, Hawthornes, and Crowley families were all in attendance.

Everyone was taken aback when the low-profile Godfrey Family from the Imperial Capital finally showed up.

Inside the Watsons and Godfrey families, there were two ranking ancestors each who had not shown their faces. They stood at certain positions, watching this place attentively.

Evan Taylor and his people entered, and their presence instantly drew everyone’s attention.

Ever since the last incident, the Taylor Family had been keeping a low profile.

On the surface, the Eight Absolutes Medical Sect of the Herta Kingdom was a matchless medical force, coveted by many families.

Due to that incident, the Taylor Family members who were abroad all returned home, and no news had come out since then.

Seeing other prominent families arriving from afar, everyone thought the scene was set.

This didn’t seem to be a Punitive Expedition Conference. Instead, it seemed like a cleansing gathering - a grand gathering specifically targeting the Slaughter Squad and the Stephens Family.

Among the people present, some were filled with murderous intent, while others were eagerly looking forward to the excitement. If the opportunity presented itself, they would immediately take action.

None of the ancient martial families who could attend this gathering had the intention of downplaying this event.

It was nine o’clock.

The leader of the Slaughter Squad hadn’t arrived yet.

Rather than saying they were dealing with the Slaughter Squad, it was more like everyone was afraid of Len Hawthorne and wanted to find a way to deal with him.

This method was indeed a good one.

Everyone had grievances with the Slaughter Squad, regardless of size.

It was precisely because of this that the alliance between the Hawthorne Family and the Watsons Family could be successful this time.

Looking around, no Europeans appeared. Even though they had reached this point, everyone still managed to avoid staining themselves with the shame of colluding with European witches.

Seeing these families waiting with their own thoughts and calculations.

Pierce Stephens’ eyes were cold as he spoke to Adam Stephens and the others, "The current situation is not good for our Stephens Family. No matter what they do next, we must maintain our sanity."

The Stephens Family members nodded in agreement.

Steve Hawthorne, the family leader of the Hawthornes, stepped forward, standing in the center of the barrier looking around.

The central arena was as large as a gladiatorial arena, and his forward step made the central stage even bigger.

Steve Hawthorne’s voice spread out.

"Everyone is well aware that this Punitive Expedition Conference was initiated by our Hawthorne Family. The reason is simple - our family has produced a misfortune. Sitting in a position of justice and integrity, yet committing the heinous act of killing our closest relatives. Three months ago, our Hawthorne Family members entered Sheffield City, trying to persuade Len Hawthorne to visit the Hawthorne Family, but instead, he killed all our family members on the spot. Likewise, the Watsons Family’s members didn’t escape the same fate. This is the misfortune of our Hawthorne Family!"

Steve Hawthorne spoke angrily, bringing his personal emotions into his words, giving a sense of fighting a great demon.

Pierce Stephens was almost amused by the shamelessness of the Hawthorne Family.

It was the Hawthorne Family who first ran to Sheffield City to cause trouble and tried to swallow the ancient martial families one by one.

From aggressors to victims, the degree of shamelessness had many people admiring it.

Members of the Stephens Family all darkened their faces, wishing they could go on stage right now and beat up the old man named Hawthorne.

On the Crowley Family’s side.

Morgan Crowley rushed to the scene and saw Tristan Keller. His brow furrowed.

As soon as Morgan arrived, Tristan smiled and greeted, "Elder brother."

Morgan hummed softly. He used to feel that his parents spoiled his younger brother, but after discovering that incident, he couldn’t even force a smile when he looked at Tristan.

He didn’t even glance at their parents.

Ivy Crowley walked over, "Elder brother, why are you free to come back and participate in these matters today? Didn’t you dislike such bustling events in the past?"

Morgan replied indifferently, "There are people I want to support here. I assume the Crowley Family won’t interfere, right?"

As he spoke, Morgan glanced at Tristan.

Tristan, sensing something, turned his head and said, "Elder brother, as long as we don’t have to take action, we won’t move."

Morgan squinted his dark eyes, "It would be best if there isn’t any."

"Who exactly are you supporting, Elder brother?" Ivy was curious.

"What about the Crowley Family? What’s going on," Morgan replied with a cold glance, asking back instead.

Ivy shook her head, "That’s something you’ll have to ask the family leader about."

Morgan knew that his parents were definitely aware of the situation, but seeing Ivy playing dumb, he didn’t bother asking further.

"The Taylor Family is here too. Didn’t Elder brother say that they helped you cure your sealed meridians last time? Why not go and greet them?" Ivy suddenly added.

Morgan looked at her indifferently, a trace of ridicule in his eyes, "You know what really happened with my sealed meridians, don’t you?"

There was no embarrassment on Ivy’s face, "At the time, Mom and Dad didn’t know it would turn out like this. Elder brother, why do you have to hold a grudge?"

Morgan found his sister’s way of thinking problematic, "If someone poisoned you, almost killed you, then smiled and told you it was all for your own good, how would you feel? If you can’t empathize, then shut up. It’s my bad luck to have such a scheming sister for eight consecutive lifetimes."

Ivy had originally intended to ease the family’s tension, but now she was scolded as well. As someone who had been spoiled all her life, her face stiffened in an instant, a rather awkward and ugly attempt to smile on her face.