Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 523 - 522: Uproar in Heaven

Chapter 523: Chapter 522: Uproar in Heaven

Yusuf Zuck was shocked, for he was keenly aware that in the briefest moment just before, Rachel Fournier had broken through. Her realm had advanced, jumping from Grandmaster to the realm of truth-seeking, her Qi Sea forming instantaneously, immense and vast.

Rachel Fournier, who had been gritting her teeth and persevering, suddenly opened her eyes, her face filled with disbelief. But overwhelmed by intense pain, she had no time to contemplate and could only continue to endure.

At that moment, Yusuf Zuck started to laugh. Rachel Fournier’s breakthrough had caught him off guard. Could his Purple Droplet actually help a Grandmaster advance in rank?

If that were the case, then he had struck it rich.

Of course, this could also be an isolated case. After all, Rachel Fournier had just survived a life-and-death ordeal, so an epiphany leading to a breakthrough was a plausible explanation.

Three minutes hadn’t passed before Rachel Fournier suddenly sat up. Yusuf Zuck reached out and stroked her face, then burst into hearty laughter.

Previously, there were three knife wounds on her face, but now, they were gone, leaving only faint new marks with freshly healed skin—remarkably shallow and barely differing in color. With some sun exposure or a bit of foundation, they would be well concealed.

"You go wash up; I’m heading out." Yusuf Zuck nodded at an ecstatic Rachel Fournier, then turned and walked outside.

Her mental state was extremely unstable, having faced death and then experiencing rebirth and breakthrough, which left her thoroughly disordered. It was crucial for her to calm down by herself at such a time. This woman didn’t need convincing.

Outside the door, four family heads were waiting. The blood of the young man lying in the center of the hall had stopped, and he was bound with iron chains. He appeared to have lost a significant amount of blood, his complexion was pale, and he lay with his eyes closed, motionless.

As Yusuf Zuck came out, the four family heads immediately bowed to him and said in unison, "We thank you, young master, for saving our lives."

"I came to save Harley," Yusuf Zuck said curiously. "I saw it looked like you were helping her, so I ended up saving you too. Are you people from Mount Emei?"

"Yes." The four of them nodded in unison.

"What exactly are your positions?" Yusuf Zuck inquired further.

"I am Westin Wilcox, the family head of Dian Yi Sect."

"I am Caleb Wilkinson, the family head of Qingcheng Sect."

"I am Hank Larson, the family head of Yunding Sect."

"I am Alan Newton, the family head of Iron Bull Sect."

"What about the one who died earlier?" Yusuf Zuck nodded, silently remembering the names of the four men.

"That was Vince Trujillo, the family head of Huangling Sect!" The four of them darkened their expressions as they shook their heads and sighed.

"And who is he?" Yusuf Zuck pointed at the young man.

"This person did not tell us his name; he only asked us to call him ’young master.’ His cultivation level is exceptionally strong, possessing devious skills that even surpass the Eagle Claw technique of the Eagle Claw Sect. He took over the Green Forest of Sichuan in secrecy; then attacked our Sect Leader during the Emei assembly. At that time, our families were at risk, and we couldn’t bear to have our folks killed by him, so we had no choice but to submit, stay beneath him and deceive Harley Strong back. We are disgraced..." As Westin Wilcox spoke, tears suddenly streamed down his face, and he fiercely slapped himself.

"I understand. If I were in the same situation, I would probably compromise as well, because I love my family dearly too. It’s not a sin!" Yusuf Zuck nodded, knowing that those who consider their families’ lives and deaths aren’t evildoers.

"Alright, help me wake this bastard up. I want to ask him who he is, this lowlife that just popped up out of nowhere." Yusuf Zuck sneered coldly. If people similar to this young man were appearing all over the country, then they were definitely connected and operating in an organized, planned manner. Who were these people?

Yusuf Zuck quirked an eyebrow curiously, faintly guessing a possibility. However, it still required confirmation from the young man himself.

Alan Newton brought a basin of clean water and splashed it directly on the head of the young man, who jolted awake with a grimace of pain, grunting continuously.

"Now, I ask, and you answer. Don’t respond with irrelevant information, understood?" Yusuf Zuck remained seated, simply watching the young man coldly.

"Who are you? An official’s man, or someone else?" the young man asked through gritted teeth.

"Now I’m the one asking questions. If you give me satisfactory answers, I will tell you who I am. What’s your name, and where are you from?" Yusuf Zuck asked indifferently.

"What does it matter what my name is; you wouldn’t recognize it anyway. Isn’t a name just a code?" the young man said with a bitter laugh.

Yusuf Zuck sneered, "Cut off both his ears!"

"Haha, my turn, I’m good at this!" Caleb Wilkinson laughed, grabbed a knife, and restrained the young man’s head to skillfully slice off both his ears.

The young man screamed in agony.

At that moment, Yusuf Zuck spoke again coldly, "Same question as before. If you don’t answer, I will have them cut off your dick. I’m the kind of man who can do anything, not afraid of being struck by heavenly lightning."

"You’re not one of the officials’; who the hell are you?" Upon hearing Yusuf Zuck’s words, the young man immediately confirmed that this man was not part of the officials, because neither an official’s man nor a bandit would do such a thing.

"What’s your name, and where are you from?" Yusuf Zuck didn’t answer his question but continued with his previous one.

"I..." The young man shuddered and seeing the gleaming knife in Caleb Wilkinson’s hand, all the hairs on his body stood on end.

"My name is Marcus Escobar, and I come from abroad," the man finally revealed his name.

"Oh, from Heaven?" Yusuf Zuck feigned realization, even though he had already guessed it; now he was simply seeking confirmation.

"You know?" Marcus Escobar said in shock.

"Of course, I know. Heaven is mighty, isn’t it? But why did you try to capture Harley Strong? What did you hope to get from her?"

"I only wanted a token she possessed, which is useless in her hands," Marcus Escobar said softly.

"What token, and what’s it for?" Yusuf Zuck pressed on.

"I don’t know the specific purpose; it was an order from the elder. I was merely following orders."

"What about the people from other places, do they also want the token?" Yusuf Zuck asked, puzzled.

"I guess so, they must. This time Heaven dispatched many skilled agents with the goal of getting more tokens!"

Yusuf Zuck nodded but didn’t ask further; instead, he took out his phone and called Devin King from the Dragon Group.

After the phone rang more than a dozen times, Devin King finally picked up, sounding exhausted, "What is it? Didn’t you go out? Are you back? I’m not in Beijing right now. If you’ve returned, I’ll send someone to pick you up."

"I’ve captured someone in Sichuan who claims to be from Heaven by the surname Escobar. He laid a hand on my woman, and I’ve crippled him and cut off his ears. Are you interested in him? If you’re not, I’ll just kill him and feed him to the dogs!"

"What? You captured a man from Heaven in Sichuan? God, Yusuf, you’re my lucky star. Where are you? Tell me your location, and I’ll send people to find you right away. You have no idea, I’ve also left Beijing. There’s chaos in the martial arts world everywhere, and the remnant forces of Heaven have resurfaced to cause trouble. I’m on a plane heading to Inner Mongolia, and we’ve dispatched people everywhere but haven’t caught anyone from Heaven. I didn’t expect you’d nab one? Fantastic, this is great!"

"I’m south of Mount Emei, at the Ziyun Monastery. I’ll wait for your people for an hour. If they don’t come within an hour, after I kill him, I’ll leave." Yusuf Zuck said and then hung up the phone.

At this moment, Marcus Escobar’s face was filled with terror...

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