Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Chapter 1422: 1422: Guilty of Possessing a Treasure

Chapter 1422: Chapter 1422: Guilty of Possessing a Treasure

The child is teachable.

Having lived for ten thousand years, Julius Reed had indulged in every pleasure except for the joy of raising offspring.

The old sending off the young is always a painful experience.

Back then, the Elixirs of Life Extension had not yet been developed, and Julius Reed had not gotten his hands on the Divine Dragon Tripod.

Later, having obtained the Divine Dragon Tripod and refined the Elixirs of Life Extension, he had already become accustomed to loneliness.

Only those who are lonely can be without weaknesses and thus become powerful.

However, since he had decided to cooperate with the Young Family, he had to ensure Ambrose Young’s safety.

Thus, Julius Reed stood in place, looking at Baylor Davenport with great interest.

A down-and-out princess, quite intriguing indeed.

It brought back memories of his return to Gonzalez City from the capital.

Baylor Davenport conspired with Kyler Reed in an attempt to seize the Divine Dragon Tripod.

But things turned out unexpectedly; not only did Julius Reed not get killed, he even managed to kill the Town North King, seriously injure Kyler Reed, and even became the son-in-law of The North Sea.

It was The North Sea who sought revenge, yet somehow it turned into the saga of the Holy Master’s revenge.

If Julius Reed wished, he could be the one to kick the Second Minister of The North Sea, with Everton Davenport’s daughter sleeping in his arms and Everton Davenport himself taking him on a tour of The North Sea’s Tiger Cavalry, heavily relying on him.

Typical of being sold out and still counting the money for one’s betrayer.

“If I let you go, will you seek revenge against me?” Julius Reed bent down and removed the handkerchief from Baylor Davenport’s mouth.

“No, I promise! As long as you let me go, The North Sea can give you anything you want.” Baylor Davenport, overly frightened, pleaded with her eyes: “What you can get will far exceed your expectations!”

“Is that so!” Julius Reed appeared to be very hesitant.

“It’s true! I’m a princess of The North Sea, with a distinguished status! And my father dotes on me especially; if he hears I’ve been harmed, he’ll definitely mobilize the entire nation’s resources…”

Before Baylor Davenport could finish, a handkerchief was stuffed into her mouth once again.

“I don’t like threats, so our conversation ends here.” Julius Reed felt delighted inside.

Making Baylor Davenport eat humble pie felt even better than casually killing a Grandmaster.

Soon enough, Ambrose Young came running back with a face full of excitement.

“I broke that bastard’s other leg!” He wiped the blood spots on his face with his hand, his words filled with exhilaration!

“Father, please accept your son’s salute!”

Ambrose Young was about to kneel when Julius Reed caught him by the foot and lifted him up.

“You’re not worthy to be my son. From now on, we are independent of one another, but you may call me father.” After saying that, he walked briskly towards the direction of the Young Family’s residence.

“No wonder my mother took a fancy to you!”

Watching Julius Reed’s retreating figure, Ambrose Young admired him to the point of prostration!

He had always been committed to befriending the wealthy youths of Swimming City, constantly gathering them and calling each other brothers.

But such efforts yielded little.

Like just now, Bryton Haw pretended to be his brother on the surface, yet after receiving just a slap, he faced threats.

The relationships that he had painstakingly built and maintained collapsed at the slightest blow!

Ambrose Young couldn’t forget the despair in Bryton Haw’s eyes and his pleading words when he rushed over to break Haw’s legs.

A fist proves more effective than a cake.

Without this stepfather, he didn’t know when he would have come to this realization!

“Father, would you like a carriage?” Ambrose Young eagerly followed behind Julius Reed, asking attentively.

“No need.”

Julius Reed flatly refused.

The Young Family’s residence was not too far from here, but they needed to depart from Ghost Market first.

When he clashed with Bryton Haw, he had already sensed the strong murderous intent nearby!

Indeed, Bryton Haw deserved to be beaten, but that blow was more about deterring the Grandmasters around with ulterior motives.

But there are some people who just don’t take a hint until they see the coffin.

Leaving Ghost Market, another ten kilometers and you’ll reach the Young Family.

With Ambrose Young by his side, the checkpoints in Ghost Market naturally turned a blind eye all the way.

But the district where the Young Family resides is quite unique.

Here live the noble residents, with few people seen on the streets.

The wealthier people are, the more they enjoy tranquility.

Despite the wide roads, there is no one around.

Both sides are lined with brightly lit mansions, all with gates tightly shut.

“Tired of following for so long?”

Julius Reed suddenly stopped walking and asked with his hands clasped behind his back.

“Father, who are you talking to?” Ambrose Young was taken aback at first and then scanned the surroundings, but he did not see anyone.

“Strange, although it’s usually quiet here, there are still quite a few people passing by. And what about the patrol guards and the guards at the doors of each household? Why are they nowhere to be seen?”

This made him feel that something was off.

Normally, even though this is a wealthy district, there are still some people going out for errands, shopping, and conducting business.

And each household contributes to a security fee, employing strong martial artists to form a patrol that constantly surveys the streets.

The gates of the major households would also have guards on duty.

But today, there is nothing.

“If you don’t come out now, I’m going to head back,” Julius Reed spoke again, paying no attention to Ambrose Young’s words.

At last!

“Haha, your excellence is indeed remarkable, no wonder you are involved with the Young Family, even daring to plan against Bryton Haw!”

Rustle!

A troop of martial artists descended from the sky, encircling Ambrose Young and the others in the center.

“Uncle Cook?”

Ambrose Young looked closely and realized that the leader was none other than Flynn Cook, the younger brother of the Family Head of one of the Four Ministers, the Cook Family!

“Ambrose, this matter has nothing to do with you,” Flynn Cook gestured with his hand, and the martial artists behind him swiftly blocked Ambrose Young’s path.

“Uncle Cook, what’s going on?” Ambrose Young was confused, but he could sense that Flynn Cook bore ill intent!

Otherwise, why would there be a bunch of martial artists barring the way in the middle of the road?

“I’ve said, this has nothing to do with you!” Flynn Cook was somewhat displeased.

“Do you still remember what I told you?” Ignoring Ambrose Young, he smiled at Julius Reed: “There is no need for me to repeat myself; you should understand what I mean.”

“I don’t understand.”

Julius Reed shook his head.

“Oh? It seems you won’t shed tears until you see your own coffin!” Flynn Cook’s expression darkened as he slowly drew the longsword from his waist.

“Brother, an innocent man does not fear, but possession of a treasure brings trouble.” Octavius Nightingale, the Head of Bright Mountain, was also among them.

Most of the martial artists present were part of the troop that had left Cloud Pavilion.

“Uncle Cook, my mother values him greatly!” Even a fool like Ambrose Young understood what was going on, and he hurriedly shouted, “If there’s an issue, let’s sort it out with my mother! I’ll call her right now.”

As he spoke, Ambrose Young took out his cellphone.

Bang!

But in an instant, Octavius Nightingale released a silver needle from his palm, shattering the cellphone!

“What are you doing!”

Ambrose Young was startled at first, then angrily cursed: “Does the Young Family mean nothing to you? If you dare, kill me first! As long as I’m alive, none of you can lay a finger on him!”

Members of the Young Family have always been proud!

The Young Family’s bodyguards also drew their weapons, ready to fight!

Hearing this, Flynn Cook’s expression became grave.

He knew all too well the character of that madwoman Gabriel Young.

To kill Ambrose Young?

Swimming City would be at least half-destroyed!

“Nephew, do not be anxious; this masked man has stolen our Cook Family’s medicine and formula, and I am simply on a mission to retrieve it! Besides, the Cook and Young Families have always had good relations, let’s not have any misunderstandings,” Flynn Cook said, and then gave a signal with his eyes to the other martial artists, “Take the thief away now!”